Anaya:"Hello, little mate. "Three sweet words, and they eviscerated the very foundation I once stood upon.

Because I'd resigned myself to a life of sadness and pain without a mate. Without love.

Each day, I'd been slowly dying inside under my father's oppressive hold-the constant pain his lies caused-while he arranged my marriage to a man I both loathed and feared. My people turned a blind eye to this.

They didn't care. And yet, one look into the Wiccan King's possessive eyes, and my world came alive with color.

In this male, I found love. Acceptance.

A home. Three things I will fight to keep.

Will bleed for. Leonardo:Their biggest mistake was touching what is mine.

This pure and innocent soul given to me by the Gods that I treasure above all else. Above duty.

Above vendettas yet to be fulfilled because nothing matters more than her happiness, and if I must eradicate an entire kingdom to protect her, so mote it be. I wear her mark on my cock with pride.

My female is the only one I'd bend a knee for. I'M A KING.

A PROTECTOR. I'm irrevocably tied to her until my last dying breath, and even then, I'll still be hers.

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