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254 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 20, 2023
Rain was not a card. She was a player. A warrior who tricked tricksters. There was no doubt in his mind that she was worth the effort, worth the chase, worth his bond. She was the wife he wanted, the partner he needed, the true mate that could save his court.
“Rain was not a card. She was a player. A warrior who tricked tricksters. There was no doubt in his mind that she was worth the effort, worth the chase, worth his bond. She was the wife he wanted, the partner he needed, the true mate that could save his court.”
Then he spotted the note she’d scribbled on a loose piece of parchment, and a knot grew in his throat. I’m sorry. Please let me go. It’s for the best. -Rain
He traced the lopsided letters with the pad of his fingers, ice water thickening in his veins. “I can’t let you go sweetheart,” he whisper to the dark. “You’ve infected me so..”
“Do you still dream of me?” The naked passion in his voice sent a liquid heat coursing through her. “I dream of you every day. Then every night I awake in hell”.
It was almost too cold to cry. Rain’s tears fell hot down her cheeks, then cooled quickly, leaving icy streaks that froze in the bitter wind. “Thank you,” she sobbed, pressing her flat of her hand to the oak’s trunk, the bark veined with green and gold that glinted in the night. The tree’s essence had changed. It wasn’t just warm and ancient now. It was sweet and coltish and full of vibrant life… This was the best she could do for her now. Her body would always be safe, always cozy, Her essence would always be at peace here.