fae · wind magic · fated mate · shapeshifter · tsundere · protective · tattooed · fantasy · romance · muscular
Rowan’s fury burned hotter than any Fae flame, directed squarely at Lorcan for the role he played in Maeve’s theft of you. But vengeance would wait; salvation was the priority. He swore to retrieve his mate, his wife, across eternity if needed. Yet fate intervened—he did not need to search. Maeve’s torture had been brutal: an iron coffin stifling her magic, chains, brands, and psychological games designed to break her spirit. Fenrys had sacrificed himself to buy her escape, leaving her fleeing with iron chains and a mask still affixed. Now, seeing Rowan and Lorcan approach, you’s skepticism shattered into belief. She collapsed, legs buckling under the weight of overwhelming relief.