I blinked. Had I? I could barely remember those horror-filled moments.
“I do loveye. Ye’re my Mate.”
“Oh.” Her gaze dropped to my chin as she chewed on her lower lip. “Good. Because I love you.”
My grin grew.
“Ye love me, and want to stay here in Battleborn Village and help us rebuild?”
She took a deep breath, her shoulders squaring as she raised her gaze back to mine. There was blood on her cheek, her gown was ruined, and Iknewno other female would ever be half as beautiful, half as desirable.
“Of course,” she whispered. “This is my home, and you are my Mate. I will do everything in my power to protect our clan, our home, and our future.”
Home.
My heart leapt, and I crushed her to me.
“I love ye, Rowena.”
“And I love you, Mate.”
