The Immortal Prince
"Tomorrow, we don't have to speak of this again." I hardly know what I'm asking. I just know I want whatever it is.
He watches me with an intensity only he is capable of. "Put my hand where you want me to touch you."
Vaela should never have gone up that mountain. She should never have tried to find the Immortal Prince.
But she did, and now she's mortal in a land of immortals, fighting to find her mate in order to save her own life.
Yet the handsome, seductive Prince trying to save her life is getting in her way. How can she concentrate on finding her true mate when she is confined to his home, unable to resist him?
Unless, of course, he is the answer to all her problems.