American King (New Camelot Trilogy, #3)

by Sierra Simone

Don’t you see? she’d implored. It is because I love you that I love Embry. We fell in love with each other by loving you.

All the ways I’ve failed her and Embry, I won’t fail them anymore. I won’t fail her. I will love her until the stars burn themselves out and hang like cold rocks in the lightless sky.

I dare anyone not to fall in love with her, not to kneel to him; I dare anyone to resist the undertow of Maxen Colchester and Greer Galloway. Anyone.

And maybe, if I’ve gotten to find her and Embry in a second life, I’ll get to find them in a third. Maybe tomorrow I’ll close my eyes and when I wake, we’ll all be together again, starting all over, heartbreaks and wars and all. Because one thing’s for fucking certain—while my heart beats, it will beat for them, no matter which life we’re in. I will find them again and I will love them again. And if I have to, I will die for them again.

love you more than life itself,” I say quietly, seriously. “And I always want you to be happy. Watching you and Embry love each other has been the greatest joy of my life. My love for the two of you exists inside your love for each other—when you love each other, you are loving me. Promise me you’ll remember that.”