They now kept him out.
A wall that sealed in Aelin.
The mating bond stretched thinner and
thinner.
“She and him—they’re going to end it,”
Dorian said, shaking.
Rowan barely heard the words.
He should have known. Should have known
that if their plan failed, Aelin would never
willingly sacrifice a friend. Even for this.
Even for her own future.
She had known he’d try to keep her from
forging the Lock if she’d mentioned that
possibility, what she would do if it all went to
hell. Had agreed to let Dorian help her only to
get herself here. Would likely have dropped
Dorian’s hand without his father appearing.
Over—she had said so many times that she
wished if to be over. He should have listened.
Chaol gripped Dorian, and the young lord
lily
(lily)
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