Staring into her eyes was like looking into his own soul, tarnished and bruised and when she continued, her voice had lost its strength. “He said your father was still like a brother to him. It would have broken his heart to have to kill him. He did it to save me. But do you see the point? This curse of ours makes me care for you whether I want to or not.”
“That’s why you told me it wasn’t real that first time.”
“Because it’s not.”
He moved to sit on the edge of the bed and looked down into her face. “It sure feels real.”
“Alex.” Her voice broke on his name. “You held me in your dungeon for weeks. Last night, your guard almost … had me. I should despise you. When you aren’t around me, that’s easy. In my cell, I planned what I would say to you if I ever got free. But now you’re here, no
