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Yet after everything he endured, he didn’t think he could ever be happy with anyone else. He’d fought so hard, done so many things for her before he even met her. She carved a special place in his heart before they ever spoke a word.
When he felt alone he knew he wasn’t. She was out there somewhere.
He would catch glimpses of what she saw, flashes of what she heard. Her lovely voice filled his dreams. He knew who she was the moment he stepped into the pub in her hometown.
“If anyone touches her in any way, death will come swiftly. And I am the reaper.”
“I’ve had enough arguing with you. As your mate, you are mine. You can deny it until you have no breath, you can fight me and hit me and call me every filthy name you can think of, you could even try to kill me again, but I’m not going anywhere. You are mine and I am yours, and I will destroy anyone who gets in my way.”
Grabbing her waist, he firmly pulled her on his lap. “Claiming what is mine.”
“But if you want to stay, I promise I’ll love you so fiercely that they will write sonnets about our love. I will tear this world apart for you, I will fight until I have nothing left to give and destroy anyone who hurts you, and I will guard your heart most of all. Just, please, wake up.”
Love was a powerful force. It could not be bought. It could not be taken or stolen. Although sometimes it must be fought for, it must be given freely.
