Davina (Davy Harwood #3)

I gave him a half-grin. “You have an hour to run away. You’ve been warned.”


“Never.” His eyes glittered, his love shone brightly there. “Never, Davina of the Roane Bloodline. You are mine forever. You are in my heart. You are in my soul. We are of one now.”

Saren shrieked behind me and both of us grinned at the other.

Roane thought to me, “One day we’ll explain why she’ll age older than us.”

I barked out a laugh. “It’s a hell of a story.”

“Yes,” he answered. “It was, wasn’t it?”

I held his gaze and let out a soft sigh. He was right. It really was.


THE END