Chapter 118: Unraveling Threads
Liam’s POV
My gaze stayed locked on the sleeping woman beside me.
Her skin glowed in the soft light spilling from the crystals above, kissed with fading bruises, hickeys I’d put there in the heat of my madness. They were healing now, but not as fast as they should have. She looked wrecked, beautifully, dangerously wrecked.
I lifted my hand, letting a pulse of healing magic skim across her skin, warmth glowed from my palm, sealing what I had broken. My touch hovered above her collarbone, where a particularly dark mark was starting to fade and I sighed.
I shouldn’t have touched her.
But goddess help me, I don’t regret a f*****g second of it.
She’s mine, my woman.
Mine just as much as she is Kian’s or Lucian’s. But unlike them, I don’t claim her in such
