house I’d shared with Lilac for a lifetime.

A human lifetime.

I forget than an Aurelian lifetime is a thousand times longer – often more…

…and because of the Bond, I share that lifespan.

I melt into the arms of my beloved triad – realizing that my choice to spend a lifetime with Lilac wasn’t a rejection of these three gorgeous, devoted warriors…

…it was a postponement.

I gave Lilac a full and happy life – and yet it was just a blink in the life I still have left ahead of me.

A life I can now spend with Daccia, Kitos and Hadrian.

I’d spent so many years fighting to prove that I could make it on my own. Lilac had taught me that I had more to give by sharing it with somebody else.

I shared my life with her, and we were both richer for it.

Now, I have three gorgeous, devoted men to spend my life with – and a hundred more lifetimes during the thousands of years that lie ahead of us, as I bear my beloved warrior triad a legion of strong, healthy Aurelian sons.

The door of the house slams shut, and Daccia, Kitos and Hadrian begin eagerly peeling off my clothes.

I fall into their arms, and eagerly accept their kisses – excited for the next chapter of our long, long lives together to begin.

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We will claim her.

She looks at my triad with disgust and hatred.

We stare at her with pure hunger.

Captured and forced to battle in the blood-soaked arenas of Bugra, my triad will live and die under the scorching sun.

The only thing that moves our weary muscles and overcomes the pain of our wounds is the obsession of claiming our fated mate.

She is brought to us humiliated and disheveled, and yet still her eyes burn with defiance.

We are born to battle. We are born to blood and violence. Aurelians have no master, and when we break our shackles there will be a reckoning.

She will be ours, even if I have to level empires and plunge the universe into war.

I would kill for her, die for her, even as her hatred burns me to the core.

She will be ours.

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