Lilia POV

Yawning, Lilia sat drinking Tulaska’s bitterroot tea and relaxing on the blue velvet divan in the bedroom she shared with Dane. Ready for bed after a family evening one day after Ravyn’s and Anneliese’s arrival, she awaited Dane with her pulse racing. She wore her robe, the better to have him remove it.

No matter how often they’d made love in the last several days, her body still tingled, thinking of his bewitching touch and finding new ways to ...