Emily's heart thumped against her ribs in a sharp staccato, and she focused on breathing deep and slow as she watched her mate make his way towards her down the crowded hall looking like an avenging angel. The fury in his expression surprised her, and although she could guess what he was mad about, she couldn't understand why. But still she was drawn to him. He wanted her to reject him at dawn this morning, right when she came back from the Lady of Dream's realm. She wouldn't have done it anyway, but she had entirely forgotten about the request after her adventures with the Fay. The irritation that sparked in her chest at forgetting ignited when she remembered that he hadn't given her a reason to reject him, only to wait to do so until it was convenient, like matters of the heart could eve
