Oath Taker (Kingdom of Runes, #1)
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The tears of a fairy from a wood so deep. The fig of a vorgrath from his mate’s keep. The scale of a selkie burnished gold. The bone of a wood witch a century old. The midnight sliver of a Shade Queen’s horn. The sacrifice of two lovers torn.
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A wry grin split Archeron’s jaw, even as the other male Solis joined them, his body tight with tension. “If I wanted a shave, mortal,” Archeron drawled, “I would’ve asked. But since you’re here, I am curious as to why all of our interactions result in your blades at my throat?” “I don’t know, Sun Lord. Perhaps it’s time for some introspection.”