Page 92 of Shattered Silence

And she alone held the keys to his secret heart.

What a pair they were. Both flawed, but together they were perfect.

“I know,” she whispered as he leaned in and kissed her. “My knight in obsidian armor.”

He smiled then, the first true smile she’d ever seen from him, and it was pure radiance edged with darkness. “My mate. All is fixed now. Welcome home.”

She returned his kiss, his touch, his smile.

He devoured her all over again, lifting her effortlessly into his arms. “We’re going to my quarters, now.”

And she couldn’t argue with that.

It was so good to be home.

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