My mate does not think I know how to love. But what can be more loving than saving Claire O’Donnell from a world that deserves to burn? To keep her warm, fed? To give her attention and my touch?
I protect her from the city I torment, she dreams of escape. Thinks she can save Thólos from my wrath. But there is no undoing the pair-bond no matter how she may resist it. I have proven that, haven’t I? And my pretty mate must accept that she is mine. Just like she must accept the child in her womb. My child. Her city is doomed, but our future together is inevitable.