Crom stood looking at the strange but beautiful female. The tears in her eyes and the truth in her voice and eyes showed that she would not accept him. A part of him still wanted to challenge the male for her, but something told him that he could never win her. His eyes swept over her hair and the smoothness of her pale skin before he looked at Ha’ven who stood ready to strike.
“I ask for one thing before I will concede to the male,” Crom finally responded.
Emma tilted her head and looked at the huge male. “What is it?”
“I wish to see if your skin feels as soft as I imagine,” Crom responded with a grin. “I have never seen a female like you and it makes me curious.”
Emma bit back a giggle and blushed when Ha’ven snarled a dark curse under his breath. She squeezed his fingers before she
