War (The Four Horsemen, #2)

by Laura Thalassa

That was my first lesson in war: everyone loses, even the victors.

“Good. Then we have ourselves a trade.” His eyes move over me, heating as they go. “Now, come to me,” he says. His voice has gone rougher, deeper. “Show me what I’ve bought myself.”

“For your soft heart.”

“I have spent so much time judging men’s hearts that I haven’t judged my own. Not until now. And wife, … I have found it wanting.”