He’d believed this was his last hunt. That
he’d be able to take his time with her, show
her everything Terrasen had to offer. Show
her everything he had to offer, too.
Lying bitch, he’d called her. Screamed the
words at her.
He’d mustered enough clarity to be
ashamed of it. But the rage remained.
Lysandra’s eyes were wary, as if asking
him, Can we not, in this rare moment of
happiness, speak as friends?
Aedion only returned to the fire, blocking
out her emerald eyes, her exquisite face.
Ren could have her. Even if the thought
made him want to shatter something.
Lysandra and Evangeline vanished from
the hall, the girl still chirping away.
The weight of Lysandra’s disappointment
lingered like a phantom touch.
Ren cleared his throat. “You want to tell
lily
(lily)
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