The catastrophic shockwave of the mate bond continued to vibrate through the small space, a blinding spiritual current that completely bridged their souls.
Hazel’s bare palm remained pressed firmly over the left side of Duncan’s heavy leather armor, right over his violently racing heart. Beneath her hand, the invisible golden and blue energy flared to life, casting an ethereal, shimmering warmth across their faces. The unique, biting scent of their mutual sweet completely unhidden by the frost.
Duncan’s large, calloused hand was locked securely around her wrist. His fingers were trembling violently, the residual sparks of the bond dancing across his skin. He stared down at her with a raw, terrifying intensity. His golden eyes were wide, the pupils dilated into solid, bottomless pools of
