Chapitre 88: Chapter 16

As Erela spun from Desmond, he almost reached for her. Desire coursed, fierce and wanting. After battle, sex was always good. But sharing it with Erela used to be great.

Did she remember? He caught up to her side and whispered, "Do you recall those mountain lions we cleaned out?" A joint effort between their kingdoms along the border.

"I do." And judging by the blush on her cheeks, she recalled the cave they'd found after.

She'd bitten him so hard to hide her cries of pleasure, he still bore a mark.

"We make a good pair." It was the only thing he said before striding away from her, whistling for his stallion, who'd chosen to chase down a troll that had cowardly chosen to escape.

During the course of the battle, a few trolls had slipped past and gone after the carriage. The mares took care of them, but not before damage had been done to one of the conveyance wheels. They stared at the axle dug into the ground. The metal wheel was bent.