Crimson Truth (Onyx Assassins 4)
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“What are you talking about?” I headed for her, my strides eating up the distance between us.
“I thought I had time to make you see, to accept it, but now I don’t, and it’s too late.” She shook her head and stopped me in my tracks by holding up her hand, palm out. “I have to marry Samuel to save you,” she repeated, drawing the long glove down her forearm and dropping it to the ground. “I’m so sorry, but it was the only way.” She flipped her wrist, showing me the back—
Where my mating mark covered her hand.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
THE END