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“He will not have you,” Ketahn said. “She will not have me.”
“And she will never have you,” he rasped against her throat. “No one is taking me away.” Ivy closed her eyes. “I’m yours, Ketahn. No one has me but you.”
sweet, fragile, compassionate Ivy—was his mate. She was his everything. She came before all else.
He could not let his mate’s tender heart be filled with such grief and guilt,
“You are mine. And I will make sure none can question it. I will roar my claim to the entire jungle.” A giggle escaped her. “Don’t you already do that?” His gaze softened, and he chittered, dropping a hand to run along her calf. “Ah, my nyleea. I will do it again and again until the sky falls upon the jungle and this world is no more.”
He growled, “Kir telenas kess, kir’ani nyleea.” I need you, my mate.
“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 sky, you will be mine, Ivy.”
“Kir rayathi kir’ani ikarex elush ul sythal, Ivy.” I weave my word into a bond, Ivy. “I promeese.”