Luke's POV
Mira looked so beautiful as she stared at me with something indescribable In her eyes, as much as her hate hurt me, the way her body craved for mine, the heat that pooled at her core made me feel warmer.
She still wanted me, even though I had f****d up time and time again. I wasn't looking down on her, no never, not anymore, instead I wondered how strong she was to still fight even when everyone was against her. To still stand after what would have crippled so many.
I kissed her, not because I could, but because she let me, showing that something somewhere still burned for me. And I wanted to brand her as mine, to mark her so no matter what happens, she'd know she only belongs to me.
My lips closed on hers and I tasted her for the first time in weeks. She tasted of wine and
