FINNIAN I was summoned by my brother the next morning.I frowned, wondering what the hell he wanted from me again. I thought he already had everything... his throne, his power, and the woman he wouldn’t stop flaunting in my face.The guards outside his chamber bowed when I stepped in. The air smelled of burnt cedar and something soft… familiar. My eyes moved around the room before landing on the empty side of the bed. No sign of her. For a brief, stupid second, I thought maybe she hadn’t slept here.But I was wrong.The bathroom door opened, and there she was, wrapped in nothing but a towel, water still glistening on her skin like she’d been carved from temptation itself. Isolde.Her gaze caught mine. She didn’t look away.Something inside me shifted, it was sharp, wrong, and hungry.Her lips parted slightly, and that was when I felt it, the dark aura pressing against my neck like a blade. My brother’s aura. Rowan’s.“I called you, Finnian. Not her,” his voice was cold, steady, too
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