Riley woke to snow falling outside the window.
Christmas Day.
She should be in a bridal suite right now. Surrounded by attendants. Preparing to marry Ethan Stone in a lavish ceremony.
Instead, she lay in Grayson's arms. Marked. Mated. A revolutionary queen.
"You're awake," Grayson murmured. His hand stroked her hair.
"It's Christmas."
"I know." He pulled her closer. "The day you were supposed to marry someone else."
"Do you ever think about it?" Riley asked. "What would have happened if you hadn't kidn*pped me?"
Grayson was quiet. Then: "Every day. I think about you walking down that aisle. Promising yourself to him. And I think about how I would have died watching it happen."
"Dramatic."
"True." He tilted her face up. "The mate bond would have killed me. Slowly. Watching you wit
