“No, I’m being realistic,” Meg said, her back stiffening with
pride. “I’m not going to win with you, Beck. I could try to be this
proper lady you want, but you’ll always remember that you bought
me in a marketplace. I’ll always be a reminder that you didn’t get to
be with the bondmate you were promised.”
Beck threw his brother a surprised glare. “Does she think we’re
pining for Maris? Where did she get that?”
“Not from me.” Cian shuddered at the thought. “She knows how I
felt about Maris. The best thing about having our kingdom ripped
from us was not having to bed that bitch. She damn near froze off my
willy every time I stood next to her. I can’t imagine having to put it in
her.”
“She wasn’t your type, baby,” Meg said with an intimate smile
that didn’t include Beck. “She was Beck’s. Look, I’ve thought a lot
about this while you were gone. I realize that you married me to save
Ci. That doesn’t mean you have to pay for it the rest of your life. I
haven’t talked about this with Ci yet, so I hope I’m not being too
forward, but I think we get along really well. I love him, I really do.”
“I love you, too, darlin’,” Cian replied sweetly with a wink.
“So I think that Ci and I should find our own place to live,” Meg
continued, sounding very sensible. She sounded like she was
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explaining her plans to redecorate, not ripping his heart out. “Cian
built this house. He can build a new place for us, and I’ll help him.
We wouldn’t ask anything of you. I’m making money now, and Cian
knows how to farm. We just need some land. I think it’s best if we
make it a clean break. I’ll still be close so I can still do the bridge
thing, but you can find someone more suitable.”