Skylar POV
He said it. Those three words I had been desperately wanting to hear from his mouth, but feared would never be said aloud.
He had told me countless times that he wanted to take me as his chosen mate, and I had no objections. One problem though, I was marked by another man; if you could even call him that. There was only one way I knew of to destroy a mark, and that was to slay its maker, but goddess only knows how long it would take to catch Archer, let alone kill him.
Skoll gently pinched my chin, guiding my face up to his, his mouth finding mine as he kissed me passionately. My arms went around his neck, while his fingers knotted in my hair.
“Stand up.” He ordered in a breathy growl.
I obeyed, watching him as he began removing the sofa cushions one by one, and rearrangin
