Elizabeth V

Elizabeth wasn’t certain she wanted to call him by his given name.

“Ferro,” she said softly. “But you call me little songbird. I think you are a strong heart, and this songbird will learn to fly because you have a heart big enough for both of us.” She felt very daring to tell him what she was thinking.

Deep inside, she was desperate for it to be true. They were lifemates and she could look into his mind, but she wasn’t brave enough for that yet, nor was she strong enough, if he deliberately kept her out, to push beyond any shield. She had learned, over the centuries, to do so with Levon, but subtly, so he was unaware. She had the feeling that Fero would always be aware.

His teeth tugged at her earlobe and then released her just as abruptly, but not before the sudden gentle bite caused a spasm in her sex that sent a shock wave through her entire body.

“Take a look at these dresses. Claire, lifemate to Tensel, had several books she called catalogues she allowed me to look through for cl