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Vera’s body could knock a prince on his ass and give birth to new life. No man on all of Aleron could claim the same. That was something to be proud of.
There was this incessant tug he couldn’t ignore. It was as if his body was a compass and she, north.
Pure, male satisfaction rumbled deep in his chest at how perfectly she fit.
“You could never be invisible, little star. You burn too bright. Sulian may seek to hide you away, to steal your future and crush your spirit, but even he could not hope to smother the intensity of your fire. You are more than the pretty trophy he wants you to be.”
She was his fucking mate.
She was breathtaking and fierce, and his.
He’d kill him. He’d fucking kill him right now if he laid so much as a finger on her.
I want to ruin you, worship you, claim you and make you burn only for me.”
You are mine, little star. Every inch of you was created for only me.”
“You don’t belong to the gods, you belong to me. The only name I want to hear you call out is mine.”
You see, I don’t like people touching my things, and he,” she said, tilting her head toward Jaren, “is mine.”
