CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR

He felt the love that burned inside of her. It rushed through him like a warm, gusting breeze, and his beast seethed with the need to stake its claim which he was thankful had already done that. love you, Alyssia,” he gasped in a rough, shaken voice. He buried his face in the curve of her throat, his words hot against the silk of her skin. “I’ve always loved you. Always.” “I love you, too,” she cried out softly, tangling her hands in his hair and pulling him to her, so that she could press kiss after kiss against his chin, his eyes, his throat. Afterwards few more rounds, they finally slept with a smile on their faces.