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Harper truly was remarkable, a fact I had known from the moment I laid eyes on her. Initially, I harbored doubts about whether a half-blood like her could handle someone like me, but she proved herself capable of so much more. She exuded strength and fierceness, especially evident when her father attempted to strangle me upon my release from my cell.
Despite the danger, she intervened, making it clear to her father that if he wished to maintain a relationship with her, he would need to accept both her choice and mine. He didn’t have to forgive or even accept me, but he had to acknowledge that I was Harper’s mate.
Even now, after several days of rest and a week or two spent contemplating our future, I proudly wore her mark on my shoulder, just as she wore mine. The bond between
