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You’re his mortuus, the other half of his soul, his heart. And it is very unlikely that he’ll give you up. Ever.”
“I will rip the skin from any fae who even has the smallest inkling of looking at her in a way I do not like,” Caden bit out. My eyes widened. “That’s a bit excessive.”
“You know what I think?” I was half afraid to ask. “What?” “I think you’ll make a good mom. After all, I’m one hell of a test run.”
Fear could make some brave. But fear could also turn others into the worst kind of cowards.
“Perhaps I need to be a bit clearer. I’ve chosen you, Brighton. I’ve chosen you to be my Queen.”
“You never have to say please. Ever.” Cradling my cheeks in his hands, he shuddered against me. “All that I am. All that I have. It’s yours. I’m yours.”
“You are my sun. My strength. My redemption. My heart. My everything. My Queen. I will always love you.”
