Flor's Fiasco (Icehome, #16)

by Ruby Dixon

So you can say I’rec is a lot of things, but he isn’t a cheater, and he damn sure isn’t your fucking boyfriend.”

I have been chasing after the wrong female all along. Truly, my khui is far wiser than me.

“I am your dork,” I reply. A dork must be a strong-hearted hunter who knows what he wants and I am certainly that.

“Because it will remind you that you are my mate, and you are my priority. That you are mine and I am yours,”

“How many times must I make it very clear that you are my mate? That when I am with you I am complete? That I lack for nothing because you are everything I have ever wanted? That the thought of touching T’ia now, when you are nearby, makes me want to chop my own hands off?”

“You are mine. If T’ia was being attacked by sky-claw and you had a splinter in your finger, I would let them chew freely upon her because your hand comes first.”

“Oh my god, I just realized the taters will be at the ding-ding feast. This might be the greatest day of my life.”