"Great writing, action,intense emotions. This is a must read if you are a fan the Saven series."Goodreads Reviewer
"This book broke my heart,knowing what was coming for Ax and Sadie made all the heartfelt declarations of love and loyalty bittersweet to read." Goodreads Reviewer
From the Inside Flap
Like right now.
She's bent over her bag, rooting for a water pouch, her skin oily with the efforts of her rigorous training session. Strands of ash-blonde hair have escaped her tight ponytail, kissing her temples in worship.
Instructor Xelinx has only given her a quick reprieve while he attends to some urgent comm. And I have someplace important to be. But, as usual, trying to drag myself away from her is a near impossible feat.
My heart swells in my chest, the way it always does whenever I'm near her.
"Here," Sadie says, tipping her chin up and thrusting a dab-pad into my hand.
I stare at her with a perplexed frown. "You were drooling." She sends me a knowing smirk as she wipes her sweat-soaked forehead.
Huh, guess I wasn't that secretive after all.
I slide sideways on the bench, angling my body into hers. "Are you complaining?" I flick my brows up, wondering whether to frown or smile.
"When it comes to you? Never!" Leaning forward, she plants a gentle kiss on my lips, completely demolishing me on the spot.
It still amazes me that we can be like this with one another. Even though we are matched, and she is my official mate, I know how lucky I am that our feelings for one another are real.
That I can kiss her, hold her, and touch her, at will, never ceases to blow my mind. We were the best of friends for years before my feelings changed. Or, rose to the surface, more like. I think I had always been crushing on her, but those sentiments had been hidden deep in my psyche, gradually creeping up on me until one day everything just clicked into place.
I looked at her as if seeing her for the first time, and I knew that I loved her.
More than I have ever loved anyone.
More than life itself.
I would do anything, be anything, for her.
She is my entire world, the center of my orbit.
Nothing or no one means more to me than Sadie.
Sometimes, the depth of my feelings scare me half to death. Especially when I consider the plans my mother has in mind for her. A primitive, protective growl starts building in my gut.
"Hey? Where'd you go?" Sadie gently clasps my wrists. She exudes concern. "Are you okay?"
I quickly snap out of it. The last thing I want to do is worry her. She's already frantic over the impending mission my mother has been so carefully planning for years. I won't add to her stress.