Chapter 39 — Be Strong
- ~ LYRA ~
- Warm breath caresses the back of my ear, and I immediately know who it belongs to. My man. The very man I intend to mark as my own.
- "Soon, honey," Ronan whispers as he releases my leg and covers my hand with his, edging close so only I can hear. "We'll be alone, and your wolf can come out to play. Until then..."