Page 24 of A Promise so Bold and Broken

Meeting Ardow in a dim tavern.

Walking into the warehouse with Amalise and Ardow for the first time.

Kalia stepping off the boat and running right into her arms.

Merrick threatening her in the tavern.

King Rioner on the cliff.

Lessia squeezed her eyes tighter when Loche’s smug grin ripped into her chest as he told her she couldn’t join the others during the festivities.

The memories started flipping faster.

Her sitting before that fire in the cabin.

The fight with Craven.

The attack at the castle.

The debates.

The cliff when the men surrounded her and Loche.

No! No! No! Please!Lessia screamed inside her mind.

But the library came next.

The kiss.

The conflicting feeling tearing through her as if she were living it again.

The ride, leaning against Loche’s warm chest.

The cave.

A whimper burst out of her mouth.

Loche pushing her up against the wall.

The desire flooding her veins.

A choked breath left her when the memories switched to Ardow in the cell.

Then to the night the noble Fae visited Ellow.

The presence inside her mind lingered when she looked up at her father, the love she held for him whirling inside her, mingling with the guilt from what she’d done to him.

Then it switched to an opening door.

The whimper turned into a scream as she watched herself crawl toward Loche on the floor, the pain so raw she thought she might split right down the middle when his gray eyes emptied.

Merrick’s battered body came into view, and curiosity flooded her.

But it wasn’t her own.

No, the presence made her relive the full memory of forcing Merrick to look at her.

Of how uncertain she’d been that it would work.

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