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Damn life for getting in the way of my new books!
—The end of this letter has come, but not as hard as me the last time I thought of you someone.
“It’s nothing,” Leala insisted, draping my hair over the mark. “She slipped and fell.” “On the master’s teeth?”
“I never freak out. I, instead, express my concern. Without emotion, of course. Men are not emotional.”
belong to you, eternally, body and soul. I am yours, completely.”
“Banana hammock.” He tilted his head. “What?”
throwing knives. I loved those things. I wasn’t a master by any means, but I could get the pointy end in the soft parts of dummies.
His mark. His claim.
“What about me marking you?” I asked as my lids drooped. He trailed his fingertips across my shoulder. “I won’t risk us imprinting. It’ll be hard enough for you with an alpha’s mark.”
He’d just said he loved me!
You are my true mate.
Dragons do purr.
To break the curse on our kingdom, we would’ve had to claim each other (mate truly) and imprint. After reading all those books, I’m sure you know that to imprint, both parties need to be hopelessly in love with each other.
