Forever Bound Series 1-4(106)

Brutal. Hellish. Iona knew that the agony she’d felt was just a psychic echo of the pain that he’d experienced. Her witch had warned her of that, too.

When one is sacrificed, the other will feel the whisper of the pain. Just a whisper. The real agony is a hundred times stronger than that whisper.

“A spell.” She glared at the knife.

“The knife cuts through the magic that binds you, but he still lives.” Did the witch think those words would make her feel better?

She knew their hearts were linked. The blood pumping from her heart linked to the blood pumping from his. To cut their ties, a heart had to be severed.

And Jamie, he was willing to face the agony, for her?

She licked her lips. Felt tears on her cheeks. Not about breaking. About living. “You’re not like Latham.”

He stared up at her. His face was too pale. Her wolf looked too weak. “Told…you…”

She snapped the knife and let the pieces fall from her fingers. The witch gasped and got the hell back.

Sean had picked himself off the floor. He stood back, too. Smart guy.

She grabbed the chain around Jamie’s right wrist. Shattered the heavy silver. Did the same with the links that bound his left hand.

“I can feel you…” Iona told him, and brought his hand to rest over her heart, “in here.” Even when they were apart, she felt him. Like a caress in her soul, she could feel him touching her.

His gaze searched hers.

“You let him come at you with that knife…” Well, the witch wouldn’t be comingagain since she’d destroyed his knife. “He would have cut me out of your heart.” And taken you from mine.

Jamie rose. The back of his hand slid down her cheek, and she turned her face to better feel his touch.

“Nothing will ever take you from my heart,” he told her. The words sounded like a promise.

He’d been willing to suffer so much…for her.

Jamie sucked in a deep breath. “I can…I can still send you the blood. I can do whatever you want…”

“Kiss me.”

He frowned, then shook his head.

She put her hands on his shoulders. Those shoulders of his seemed even bigger than before.

I missed him. “I want you to kiss me, Jamie.”

His mouth took hers. Ravenous and wild with its hunger. The same hunger that she felt.

Tears pricked at her eyes. She’d lived so long and had never expected to find a man who looked at the Blood Queen and…loved.

He loves me.

So she kissed him back. Hot, eager, their mouths met. She didn’t care about the others in the room. They didn’t matter. Nothing, no one mattered to her except him.

His arms locked around her. He pulled her close, right between his legs as they hung over the edge of the table. His mouth was feverish on hers, his hands seeming to touch her everywhere.

“Missed you…” Jamie growled the words against her lips. Then his head rose. He stared at her with the eyes of a beast in the face of a man. “You’re…giving us a chance?”

She had to shake her head, and when she did, pain flashed in his gaze. Iona spoke quickly, desperate to make him understand as she said, “No, Jamie, I’m giving us more than a chance.” Her shoe crunched over the remains of the knife. “I want to give us forever.”

His hands tightened around her. “Be…sure.”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything.” Or anyone. He’d been willing to suffer such torture, for her.

And she’d seen more of Jamie’s secrets in her dreams.

Him, watching her with not just lust, but longing.

Him…rushing through the day and night as he tracked her to LA, desperate to find her before Latham got to her.

She’d seen a wolf run until his paws had bled. Watched through his eyes as Jamie drove a truck like a madman until he’d arrived outside the dark walls of her old home. She’d felt his fear…until he’d seen her.

Her lips brushed over his once more. He’d woken her up, but not just from Latham’s spell. He’d given her life again.

He’d given her love, and it was exactly what she wanted. No, he was what she wanted now.

Not because they had to be together.

“Because anything else is unthinkable,” she whispered. And it was. Her body and soul had ached for him. She needed him. Couldn’t imagine going another single day without her werewolf.

The door squeaked closed behind them, and she knew that Sean had grabbed the witch and gotten out of there.

Good.

Because the Blood Queen had finally found her werewolf king, and she wasn’t letting him go.

Not now. Not ever.

Some bonds weren’t meant to be broken.

“Forever,” Jamie said against her lips. A demand.

Her werewolf had just spoken true…some bonds really were meant to last forever.

They kissed again. She tasted the wildness of his beast. The love of the man.

Forever.

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