CHAPTER 45 His Promise

  [Moyra’s POV]

  I stood aside, listening as Armon lectured Eli. Despite knowing that there was truth to his words about us being bonded due to my mark, I couldn’t stop the pain I felt knowing that another man that wasn’t Armon had claimed me.

  "I got it." Eli sighed, seeming genuinely deflated.

  "Then get your ass back on that horse and get to camp." Armon ordered.

  "What about you and Moyra?"

  "I’ll run the rest of the way."

  "Got it."

  Realizing what "run" meant, I listened to the sound of Eli climbing onto Armon’s horse.

  Only once it was spurred to life did I slowly make my way to where I could still feel Armon standing.

  "Should I have gone with Eli?" I asked hesitantly. "So that I don’t weigh you down."

  "Weigh me down? Do you really think I’m that weak?"

  "N-no!" I gasped, "I just."

  "Don’t worry." Armon murmured, placing a soothing hand on my cheek. "I’d much rather have you with me than him."