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“What would you do in my place?” Her eyes were pure black when he looked at her. “What would honor demand?” “You’re my mate. Honor means nothing.”
Hope was a dangerous commodity and she couldn’t indulge in it. Her eyes met Lucas’s as she walked across the room to face him. “It doesn’t have to be you,” she said one more time, begging him. “It has to be me. I’m yours.” His kiss held his heart.