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“But she will never know of you. She must never know. I will keep you safe, my heartsthread, from the queen and everything else.”
Ivy won out. He’d known it even before he’d thought about any of it, had known she would always be his first choice. He cared immensely for his sister and friends, but Ivy—sweet, fragile, compassionate Ivy—was his mate. She was his everything. She came before all else.
Without that, without her, something would always feel absent. Some piece of him would forever be missing.
He said her name again in a long, low rumble, letting it—letting her—devour his senses utterly as he drifted on the current of euphoria.
Ketahn would brave any place, any danger, for his mate.
He wanted the world to see that he’d been blessed by the gods themselves with a mate beyond compare.
“I am yours alone, my Ivy. No other may claim me.”
“You say I am not scary. I am sexy.”
“I do not want to scare,” he said with gentleness in his deep voice, “only to protect. Ivy is my mate. You are her kind. So you are my kind, too.”
Only he was meant to touch Ivy. She was his mate, his purpose, his everything.
Ivy quivered at the raw edge in his voice, at the depth and honesty of those simple words, at the knowledge that he needed her as much as he needed air, food, and water.
“That is not your fault, my nyleea. You did not lead me to the queen’s cruelty. Her cruelty led me to you.”
“That you are small, soft, and human does not matter. That I am big, hard, and vrix does not matter.”
“Our heartsthreads, our spirits, are all that matter, and they are bound. Fate brought me to you, my heartsthread, and even if it tried to turn me away, I would defy it.
Nothing will come between us. So long as the sun, moons, and stars make their treks across the ...
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In that moment, Ivy’s heart did swell; his words stole her breath and brought tears to her eyes.
Love. It had to be love. Otherwise, how could it be this powerful? This painful? This…wonderful?
Her body is different, but she is woven into my heartsthread all the same. She is my mate, Ahnset. Forever.”
She had no idea if soulmates were real, if fate existed, if everyone in the universe had one person they were meant to be with.
But she knew with all her heart that she had chosen Ketahn to be her forever—and he would be imprinted upon her soul for all eternity.
“You need only look upon me to know I am not human… But I am your male, Ivy. And you are my female. My mate.”
“Love,” he echoed, stroking her with his fingers and claspers. “That is what I have for you, Ivy. And it will outlast the Tangle, the stars from which you came, even the Eight themselves. You are my nyleea always.”
“I will take all I require”—his tongue slipped out to dance along her neck, tickling her skin but leaving delightful fire in its wake—“as I give everything to you.”
