The Raven and the Dove (The Raven and the Dove, #1)

by Kaitlyn Davis

Because his magic had saved her. His magic had created this moment. And she, and this, were magnificent.

That feeling of freedom, of not having to hide, of being woven so closely nothing could ever undo them, that was love. And for a moment, Rafe pictured green eyes in the dark and two hands folded over one another, gold and silver sparking between them.

“Love is when you find a piece of yourself in someone else, a piece you never knew was missing, but without which you'd be broken. You feel whole, and complete, and accepted for exactly who you are. You can be your true self, because around this person, for the first time you have no desire to pretend to be anyone else.”

Two people were listening. Two people who deserved the truth. But it seemed that, lately, all Rafe knew how to do was lie.

“Let’s play a game, Rafe,” she whispered. He released a breath, chest caving in as he glanced to the side. “A game.”