Alien Reject (Fated Mates of the Sea Sand Warlords, #4)

by Ursa Dax

I was lost to her, lost in her. I did not need the Lavrika to tell me that she was meant to be my mate. I already felt it, deeply, in every arch of my muscles, every breadth of bone. Every beat of my heart. Every ache and pull and clatter of my being, every stroke of my life, was alive with her. Alive with my love for her.