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Jac’s rooms were dark and, like most of the suites in this section of the palace, fitted with high level security systems. Not that that bothered Rynn in the slightest. Bypassing them to gain entry was child’s play to someone like him, and now he sat in the darkness, watching the door for her return.
Anger rolled through him like the waves of the Aratoria Oceans he’d briefly lived beside as a boy. Those few years he’d spent with his uncle as a child were indelibly etched in his mind. Like his brother, Draxx was a warrior, which meant the bulk of caring for a youngling had fallen to his mate.
Although ill herself, she’d done her best to care for an unwanted boy, giving him the love and affection he could never look to his father for. She’d died not long after he’d left to train as a w
