Furysong (The Aurelian Cycle, #3)

by Rosaria Munda

I experience a moment of love for her so fierce it feels like panic.

Power sounds pleased with himself. “Nuts for her. Head over heels, would die to save her, in love with her. It’s completely unrequited, she and I both know it, and

yet here I am hopelessly, madly in love with Antigone sur freaking Aela.”

“It’s been an honor, Commander.”

“Now, my lord,” she says, “wasn’t there something you wanted to practice?”