Brynn
The moon had long descended behind the distant peaks, leaving the castle bathed in the dim hush of pre-dawn. A few embers still glowed faintly in the hearth, casting shadows that flickered over the silken sheets tangled around Mia’s sleeping form. Her breathing was slow, deep, utterly trusting.
For the first time since the night began, I felt the weight of it all settle in my chest. The marks on her neck burned softly, a constant reminder that she was now ours. Our mate. Our heart. Our purpose.
Frynn stood beside the bed, his gaze fixed on her face. There was awe there, but beneath it, a storm brewed. The same storm that roared inside me ever since the bond was sealed and her memories spilled into our minds. Every scream. Every tear. Every moment of humiliation and despair.
He cl
