Chapter 99 Storm On The Horizon

• *Lazlo*
• Dawn seeps in, stretching light toward the bed where she sleeps curled against me. Xelina’s breath is slow, her lashes resting against flushed cheeks, one hand tucked beneath her chin. I could watch her like this for hours–peaceful, safe, mine.
• I drag a knuckle down her bare shoulder, marveling at the contrast between her strength and softness. She doesn’t stir, but a contented sound escapes her throat, the kind that makes something tighten low in my chest. It’s not just desire, though the ache for her is always near the surface. It’s deeper now. I love her. I know it with a certainty that burns through bone and blood. She’s not just my mate. She’s my match, my equal, and my friend.