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“Where is Caleb? I am speaking to him currently.”

Edith put his location on the map.

“Send a local patrol. I’m heading there now.”

“Understood.”

“Mate,” I said, but Caleb didn’t respond. “Caleb!” Nothing came from the other side, and the touchstone was inactive. I raced to the open window, and my wings flapped, lifting me into the air.

Time passed so slowly that every second was agony. I would not lose Caleb a second time. He was here with me, and I intended to keep him for the rest of our lives. We would finda way through the problems. We would grow used to his new body. We would be together.

I dove to the ground, sweeping the street for my mate. My soul stuttered when I spotted him. Caleb was lying on the steps of a multi-dwelling building.

I dashed to his side, falling to my knees, heedless of the hard ground. “Caleb. Mate.” I cupped his cheek. “Wake up.”

His eyes fluttered open, and he smiled, though it was shaky. “You came.”

“I will always come for you.” I stroked his cheek, and he groaned. “Are you well?”

“I hurt.”

Gently, I helped him to a seated position. “You did too much.”

“I didn’t mean to.”

I gathered him into my arms and took a deep inhale of his floral fragrance. That plus Caleb’s solid form in my embrace soothed my tension. I rubbed my forehead against his neck, scent marking him. I needed to claim him, and for everyone to know, that this wayward soul was mine wherever he wandered.

“I would’ve taken you to see Tinlorray, Caleb.”

He pulled back. “I can do things by myself.”

Cupping his cheeks again, I said, “Then I would have arranged a shuttle or showed you how to do so. You cannot wander this far, Little Soul, not anymore.”

Tears gathered in his eyes, and claws raked my chest. I hated being the cause of his suffering. I was his mate, and drakcol cared for our mates, but I was injuring mine.

I brushed the tears away before kissing his cheek, then froze. Caleb had said he hated to be touched. I slid back. “My apologies. I shouldn’t have touched you.”

He dragged me closer, wincing. “I didn’t mean you, Sunshine. Hold me.”

I hooked my arms around him, settling him against my chest as we waited for the patrol. They would take us back to the palace, so Caleb didn’t have to walk any further.

“I don’t know much right now, Fyn,” Caleb said. “I’m confused and upset, and I don’t even know who I am, but I am completely certain about one thing.”

“What?” I asked, stroking his back.

“That I love you.”

My soul thrashed against my ribs as heat washed through me. “I love you too.”

Chapter 47

Honest confessions.

I lay in bed, waiting for Fyn to snuggle next to me and surround me so I could fall asleep. After we’d been dropped back off at the palace, he’d taken me to the medbay for a quick checkup. The doctor had thought I was merely exhausted and recommended rest. As soon as we got back to our bedroom, Fyn had helped me lie down before taking a shower.

I wished I could join him, licking his cock. How would he taste? I’d wondered as a ghost, but now, I could find out for myself. My cock started to stiffen at the thought, but I was exhausted. Also, if we fucked, I might freak out in the middle; that would be beyond embarrassing.

Fyn came in, running a towel over his long hair. He threw it into the laundry before crawling into bed. He didn’t bother to put on clothes, which I appreciated, because it allowed me to run my hands over his tight muscles and shiny scales.

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