When Tylien hears the prince has escaped, he rushes to find the male, knowing his mate is in danger. For Kye doesn’t know he’s a prince, or that he’s been in hiding all these years—nor does he know Tylien is alive and well, and ready to finally claim Kye as a mate. Tylien’s lack of control when it came to his mate forced him off-world in shame. Now he has to prove he’s worthy of his prince’s love and surrender.
But Kye is too infatuated by his newfound freedom to accept the shackles of matehood. He’ll fight it every step of the way, and force Tylien to take what’s his.
“Because I am yours.”
Kye’s head spun. “And if I don’t wish to be yours?”
Silence reined, but the tension mounted to an almost unbearable level.
“Regardless of what you wish… you belong to me.” Tylien’s voice shook with what sounded much like anger.
“You show up, back from the dead, claiming to be my long, lost mate, and I’m supposed to simply believe your tale and accept I am yours?”
“Do you not feel the connection? Tell me you don’t. Tell me you never felt it in all the years we knew one another, even before we were old enough to know what the ties were. Tell me your body doesn’t want me even now.”
Kye stared out the window, trying to find the words to deny Tylien, but he couldn’t. Tylien was right, about it all.
“Go ahead. Tell me!”
“I can’t,” Kye said, his voice low.