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“It is very nice from this side, too Shadow. He is also flying a flag; he is so happy to see us.” “Now what?” Raven asked, embarrassed. But a larger part of him was ridiculously turned on, feeling Shadow’s eyes on his back, and knowing that the big guy with movie star looks was checking him out as much as Vixen was. She laughed. “Oh, Raven,” she leaned against his bare chest and lifted her lips. He met her half-way, kissing her eagerly until he was sure that he wore as much of her vanilla flavoured lip balm as she did. “You are so conflicted, poor pet. Get onto the bed, on your back.”

He spoke quietly. It seemed that, unlike Arden, he knew how to keep his anger on a leash. Yet my heart raced wildly against my chest because of what I heard. If this involved my mother and me, did that mean these people had a hidden motive? or Mr. Ravenchi?

' Raven asked in surprise. 'Why should I be. I have told you that you are ours. Who you choose at any point in time is okay with us,' Roy said and got up to give Raven a peck on the lips. 'Really?' Raven asked as her eyes rounded in surprise. I guessed she still has a lot to learn about our bond. 'Yes. And how was it. Was he good?' Roy asked teasingly. Raven became embarrassed with Roy's question and she hid her face in my chest in embarrassment.

He held them close, the fabric whispering secrets of moments shared and promises broken. Among the remnants of their life together, Arthur's gaze fell upon a collection of hairpins, delicate and ornate in their design. They were once her adornments, a reflection of her grace and beauty, now discarded like relics of a forgotten past. Each pin held memories untold, a silent testament to the love he had forsaken. As he sifted through the remnants of his folly, Arthur's heart grew heavy with sorrow. He had believed Ron's lies, his mind clouded by jealousy and suspicion. In his rage, he had destroyed not only Lenna's belongings but also the trust that had bound them together.

RAFE After the kids left for school, I waited as Raven got herself ready for the day. I sit on the edge of our bed as she gets dressed and I take in her every movement. The way her back arches when she bends to pull her pants on. The way she tilts her neck exposes our mate mark as she gathers her hair up in a ponytail. Pulling her loose sweater down, she stops as she realizes I’ve been watching. “Enjoying the show, dear?” She teases.

Raven began threatening any man who might one day become Freya's husband. Lonan transformed his boisterous laughter into a snort—he didn't want to repeat yesterday's mistake. "You look so happy..." Lonan repeated, wiggling his index finger that Freya held. Freya grabbed Lonan's hand after it had just caressed her cheek. "So happy..." Raven amended. "I can't explain it in words. All I know is that I feel happier than I ever have before. They're like fireworks, exploding beautifully whenever I gaze into the dark night."

"I'm on the summit of Mount Cashmoore." Her face twisted in disbelief. "That's impossible! Without Snowviper, you'd have died from the heat on the way!" I smiled. "Guess I forgot to mention—Blazewing flies faster than a rocket. So really, I should be thanking you for handing him over to me." I ended the call and watched her through the bronze mirror. Raven was furious, throwing things across the room. Snowviper came out to see what was going on. Raven ran at him and started hitting and kicking, even slapping him across the face when he wasn't expecting it.

And River had a perfectly good mate and still went for her sister? Classy. I didn’t feel anything at first. No shock. No sympathy. Hell, not even anger. Just this strange, bitter amusement. So I smirked. Because Raven wasn’t some random girl I could write off. She wasn’t weak. She wasn’t clueless. She wasn’t mine. She was his. And now she was in my house, wearing the same broken look he left her with. I closed the folder and tapped my fingers against the edge of my desk.

Raven was glad that she could provide a moment of levity for him, even if it was just for a moment. She hesitated for a moment before speaking, “I'm sorry…” she said, offering her condolences. As he smiled, Raven couldn't help but notice how his face changed. He reminded her of Lumiére when he smiled and did that thing with his eyebrows. She found herself staring at him for a moment before he spoke again, bringing her back to reality. “Don’t be, she deserved it…” he said, his face changing to one of anger. Raven couldn't help but feel a little unsettled by the sudden shift in his demeanor. He obviously admired this Phoenix. So what it a love hate relationship?

Raven leaned in, her lips brushing against mine in a tender kiss. The moon continued its indifferent watch as we explored the contours of each other's emotions. The cabin, witness to whispered promises and concealed desires, embraced the clandestine nature of our connection. Raven pulled away, her eyes searching mine. "I love you, Gray. And I won't let anything come between us." ******