Dire Bound (The Wolves of Ruin, #1)

by Sable Sorensen

And in case my implication is not crystal fucking clear: You touch her again and I’ll cull you myself.”

It’s like we were once carved from the same bone, sharing blood and breath. And then someone ripped him from me, only I can’t remember it happening. All that’s left is the fury and the enduring desire to go to him and restore what was lost.