Thane cradled Elira against his chest, his large hands incredibly gentle as he adjusted his hold. A low, pained sound rumbled in his throat, a predator's growl at the sight of his wounded mate. Elira, who had been as limp and unresponsive as a doll for hours, stirred. Her head turned, her face pressing into the hollow of Thane's neck as if drawn by a magnet, seeking the scent and warmth that her very blood demanded. A weak, shuddering sigh escaped her lips, the first sign of peace she had shown since her capture. It was a gesture of pure, unconscious instinct, and it shattered what was left of Kael's heart.Then Thane did what Kael could not. He lowered his head and kissed her.It was not a kiss of romance or gentle affection, but of desperate, primal healing. His lips sealed over hers, and a faint, silve
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