The Scarred Luna & Her Dark Princes
The Queen nodded in satisfaction and stepped aside, revealing a Prince who never ceases to take my breath away.
Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to stand erect with my chin raised proudly, then I looked into his honeysuckle eyes, and swallowed. “I, River Scarrow, reject you, Densmore Rutherford, as my mate.”
Immediately I stated that I felt a different type of heat. One that felt destructive and surgical. “Do you accept?” I muttered.
The entire hall went silent again as all eyes turned to Densmore.
His deep sunken eyes seemed to hold conflict as his lips pressed together. I held my breath, a sliver of me wishing he’d say no but then he nodded his approval.
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