Morgan's POVThe porch swing creaked under our weight as Ross and I watched another sunset over Moonfall territory.Ninety-three years old and somehow these moments still took my breath away."Your hands are cold," Ross said and wrapped both of his around mine."They are always cold now. Old age does that.""Then I will keep them warm."Twenty years since Ryder passed. Twenty years of waking up next to this man and choosing him all over again.We never got the mate bond back. The ancient presence made sure of that when it severed the connection.But honestly? I did not miss it as much as I thought I would."Remember when we could feel each other's emotions?" Ross asked."Every single second of every single day. It was overwhelming sometimes.""And now?""Now when you tell me you love me I know it is real because you chose to say the words."He turned my face toward his. "I love you, Morgan. More than these old bones can properly show.""I know. I love you too."Footsteps on the grass
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