137: Love, lust, pain

Rune’s POV

Alora stood there, right in front of me, and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, the iron grip that had been crushing my heart since the day she left finally began to ease.

After everything I’d learned, everything that anonymous woman had revealed about the twisted plans they had for her, all I cared about was that she was okay.

But that wasn’t all. No, far from it. As the relief settled, my desire for her hit me like a storm, crashing over me in wave after wave. She was standing there, bathed in the dim light of the dungeon, looking like a walking temptation, like sex and sin.

A goddess. MY goddess. She hadn't changed much, but at the same time, she had. It was in her eyes, the way they blazed with this fierce, undeniable power.

And gods help me, it made her even more irresistible.

I let my gaze roam over her, unable to stop myself. Her sharp cheekbones, her red hair that cascaded down her waist like flames in the darkness… it was like she had