trust him, the person who carried all the good parts of his soul.
“I will return one day, Torin,” Beck promised. “I will return, and I
will kill you. Never doubt it.”
The years sped by, each more desperate. Beck was alone. He was
alone even as he took lovers. He was alone even as he and his brother
tried to build a life. He was alone until he walked into a marketplace
and found his heart waiting for him.
Meg sobbed as she came out of the bond. She threw her arms
around Beck’s neck and clutched him. “I love you. I love you so
much.” She looked into his deep gray eyes. They were still filled with
uncertainty. “I would have no other.”
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Beck squeezed her tight. “I hope you mean that because you
won’t have another. You’re mine, and I won’t ever let you go.”
He pulled her hair back and took her mouth savagely. He needed
to imprint himself on her. She’d been so open. He couldn’t have
imagined how good it would feel to truly bond with her. She had seen
all of his bad parts, everything he loathed about his own nature, and
she accepted him with a whole heart. He knew she had seen the very
things he had been scared of her seeing, but instead of rejecting him,
she told him she loved him.
“I love you, Megan,” he rasped against her ear. He pulled her tight
against his chest. He loved the warmth of her skin. He loved the trust
she placed in him. It eased his soul. He looked behind her. Cian had
gone pale. He sat back against the headboard. Meg might have
accepted him wholeheartedly, but Cian seemed to be having trouble.
“Ci? Whatever you want to say to me, just say it. It isn’t anything I
haven’t thought about myself.”