“Indeed, my lady,” Sardaan replied.
She didn’t have to marry him. No. In fact, he didn’t want to marry her in the human sense of the word. It was too limiting and simple a ceremony to encompass everything he wanted from her. Mating for a Lathar went far deeper than mere words in some human ceremony and, unlike their concept of marriage, couldn’t be put aside by this idea of “divorce.” The whole idea of a sundered mating was repugnant to him.
He kept his face level with effort as she placed her tiny hand in his, not prepared for the jolt that ran through him at the merest brush of her fingers. For a moment there, he’d had to hold his breath, the way she’d looked at him making him worry that Fenriis had been wrong and she had no interest in him at all.
But within an instant the odd look h
