The War of Two Queens (Blood And Ash, #4)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Although, I wasn’t sure if it was the cannibals or the snakes I disliked the most.

Be careful but be brave.

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“For him, it was just lust and hatred. Those two emotions aren’t very different from one another once there’s nothing but flesh between you.”

We can’t save everyone, Kieran reminded me. But we can save the ones we love.

“It’s just that I don’t like using you as a—as a snack.” His brows flew up. “Well, first off, I don’t like to think of myself as a snack. More like a whole damn meal.” Dropping my face to the top of Poppy’s head, it took everything in me not to laugh. “Okay, Mr. Whole Damn Meal, I don’t like using you in general, and you know that.”

“I’m going to eavesdrop, just so you know.” “No, he won’t.” Clariza threaded her arm through his. “He’ll just bitch and moan in our bedchamber.” “Could just be moaning instead of bitching, you know?” Blaz responded with a waggle of his brows.

“A Primal?” A slow grin spread across his lips as he caught my gaze, holding it. “I don’t know what I should call you. Queen? Highness? Neither seems fitting.” “Poppy,” I whispered. “Call me Poppy.” He bent his head, brushing his lips over the bridge of my nose as his mouth neared my ear. “I’ll call you whatever you like, as long as you call me yours.” I let out a short laugh and felt Casteel’s smile against my cheek. He’d successfully pulled me back from the edge of a panic spiral. Reaver made a gagging sound. “Did he seriously just say that?” “Unfortunately,” Kieran muttered.