Chapter 82

• He sprang to his feet, fury etched across his face as he began to pace around her. Instinctively, Dahlia shrank back, her heart racing with anticipation and the shadows of past fears lingering in her mind.
• "When I invited him here years ago—and I shouldn't have—it was clear that not a single woman left his presence untainted. He reeked of women, alcohol, and an overpowering sense of his own importance."
• "It was a long time ago," Dahlia replied, her eyes widening slightly as she absorbed the revelations about her mate from her father. "And it's too late to change the past now..."