The Divine and the Cursed (Fae of Alastríona, #1)

by J.E. Reed

“When I scented your blood,

So, though it felt as if a thousand shards of glass ran through his lungs, though his body longed to give up and rest, Rion forced air into his chest over and over again.

He was the only thing keeping her going and if that scent disappeared beneath his fury, she wasn’t sure she’d survive another minute.

Arianna’s heart clenched as emerald eyes slid to meet hers and that cord, that bond she’d been denying, sprang to life. It braided itself together, weaving between her and the male until it was so strong, Arianna was certain no blade could ever sever it. All doubt, reason, and grief left her, replaced by a rage she’d never experienced. It burned like wildfire, pulsing, humming as if alive.