Kinsley’s POV

I dream of my mate, like I do every night. Terron’s touch has something special in it, a certain spark, the same little zap he felt when he found me under Ace’s control in the rogue camp. I still can’t believe I didn’t get that initial shock of finding my mate.

Now I just beg for an inch of that feeling, my dreams taunting me with Terron’s light eyes and his gentle stroke across my cheek. He brushes my hair back and kisses my lips. I feel myself kiss him ...