Blood and Rain
"I am here. I am right here. Shh... breathe, my fierce girl. Breathe."
Rebecca clutched at the silk of his shirt, her white-knuckled fingers gripping the fabric over his heart as the inconsolable tears finally spilled over her lashes. She wept into the smooth column of his neck, her hot, frantic breaths soaking into his cool skin, while the Sovereign Elder held his queen in the shadows of the walnut shelves, completely powerless against the tide of a love that had returned from the dead to claim him.
His words opened the dam. Hearing him call her his fierce girl with that raw, unraveled devotion shattered the last of her defenses, opening a violent floodgate deep within her soul. The text, t
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