Chapter Epilogue

Heliodore could not wait to get her to his rooms after he’d finished that bastard, Cass Viper.

Once he’d closed the doors, Daeja had jumped him. Her thick thighs had squeezed his waist while he stripped her of her silver suit and tangled his tongue with hers in a duel as old as time.

She was so beautiful and fierce, and his, thank fuck she was his. They hadn’t even made it to the bed, so desperate to reclaim each other after their disagreement.

Fuck, he hated the separation he’d felt between them. Sliding inside her heat, Dor knew there was no place he would rather be.

Together, they reached bliss, reclaimed one another, and strengthened their matebond. He carried her over to their bed, cock still buried deep as they panted, trying to catch their breaths.

“I love you, revolko,” she whispered.

“I love you, too. That was fucking incredible, rosebud. I cannot wait to do it again. Slowly. More thoroughly this time,” he promised, already hardening inside her.