Reed stepped over the necklace, holding two shining rings in his palm. I didn’t even know how Gael had managed to find rings, given how remote this enclave was and the fact that we’d decided to bond yesterday, while under attack. But he had.
“For eternity,” Reed said, offering first Gael and then me the other’s ring so we could slide them onto each other’s fingers.
My hands were shaking. Eternity.
But when Gael took my left hand in his, I remembered why eternity was a good thing.
Priestess Marciana’s voice was clear and warm as she spoke the next part of the bonding. “Gael and Leigh, we gather here under the Goddess’s moon to bind you two together as perfect mates. It is a lifelong bond, unable to be broken, even in death. Gael Starling, prince of the blood of Spain, alpha in your own
