Of Thistles and Talons (The Ithenmyr Chronicles Book 4) by Elayna R. Gallea

Author:Elayna R. Gallea [Gallea, Elayna R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781738834259
Published: 2023-05-14T16:00:00+00:00

My Heart was on the Line

DAEGAL

My heart, that life-giving organ of mine, had never beat so hard in my entire life. Ryllae’s gaze, as blue as the depth of the sea, met mine and I forgot to breathe. The world stopped as she gazed into my eyes. She was my everything. My heart. My soul. My other half.

I hoped.

Ryllae opened her mouth, and my gaze traveled to those lips, staying there. I had laid myself out to her, and now, all I could do was wait. I wanted her. I needed her more than anything else in the world.

She was my mate. Fated to be mine, if she chose. I’d suspected as much for a long time, known it since we left the merfolk in the Indigo Ocean, but Ryllae hadn’t been ready. Now, it seemed that was no longer the case.

I kneeled in front of her, forcing myself to be patient. For her to tell me she would be mine and that she felt the same way. A rock dug into my knee, the cloak doing little to soften the hard ground, but I didn’t care.

Did she know I would give her anything she asked for? Do anything for her?

Ryllae’s crimson aura pulsed, and her lips parted as she drew in a deep breath. I tracked every single movement, every breath, every sound as I gazed deep into her eyes.

“Daegal,” she whispered, running her hand down my chest before placing it over my heart once again, “my sweet Fortune Elf. I want you, too.”

The words left her lips, lifting a weight off my chest that I didn’t know existed. It was as though I could breathe again. The cool, cavernous air tasted different. Like freedom and the future, mixed together. I couldn’t have stopped the smile that stretched across my face, even if I tried. Hugging my Death Elf to me, I breathed in her scent. She smelled like the darkest, crispest night air right after a rainstorm. Fresh. Invigorating.

Mine.

“Truly?” I asked, unable to stop myself from kissing her.

Ryllae smiled against my lips, pulling back just enough to whisper, “You’re my mate.”

Hearing those words come out of Ryllae’s mouth was everything. The sense of renewed life flooded through me. My lungs expanded. My heart skipped a beat. Even my magic, which was usually a constant, steady hum in my veins, sang.

“Gods, that sounds so good,” I said on a groan.

This time, Ryllae surged forward. She kissed me with a passion that spoke of the mating bond between us. The hand that had been against my heart moved down, exploring my chest and stomach.

I groaned against her lips. “You’re my mate.”

All my senses were stronger than ever. I could hear the water lapping nearby as though it were right in my ear. The air smelled fresh, like dirt and trees and sunlight. Would she taste different when I kissed her again? I would have to find out.

My fingers ran lightly over Ryllae’s wrists, tracing a path on her arms, down her shoulders, her back, her chest.

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