The Reaver Chronicles: Raziel (Book 1)
I heard him say to her once their lips parted.
“I missed you too, babe. I just put dinner on the table, go wash up.” She said. He turned with her in his arms and looked at me. “Rayne, I see you’ve met my mate, Jae. Join us for dinner?” He asked. It was only then that I realized that both of them shared the same mark.
Perched on the Wolf's neck, right where his shoulder met the curve of his collarbone, was a delicate, deep orange dove in mid-flight, its wings outstretched and frozen in time. Beneath the dove, two circles intertwined, forming an elegant, harmonious design.
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