POV: Juliana Capulet

The ritual reached its conclusion.

Every remaining piece of my life force flowed into Ronan. I felt him absorbing it, his body using my sacrifice to heal wounds and restore strength and extend his life in ways that would have been impossible without the transfer.

The mate bond sang one final time. A note of perfect harmony that carried everything we'd been to each other. Partners. Lovers. Two souls that had found each other across centuries of family hatred and pack ...