Light has exploded over my body in luminous warmth. But…there are now shadows of black curling through it. Like our auras combined. Inside, I convulse with a wave of heat and tepidity, with light and dark, life and death. Black and gold. There’s this connection I can’t quite explain but somehow understand intrinsically. Like two hearts beating as one. Breathlessly, I watch the glowing gold and wisps of coiled black slowly sink back into my skin until the flare of colors is gone. But while I can’t see it anymore, I can still feel it. Can still feel Slade’s presence. Gently. Softly. Like the
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My favorite fae fantasy plot is it being so obvious that they are fated mates over 5+ books and still being so amped when its finally revealed.
