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Cullen’s blood warmed at her invitation, his smirk deepening as his gaze locked with hers with a quiet, throaty sound of approval. “Who would I be to refuse my Wing Leader’s commands?” he drawled, the husky edge in his voice betraying just how little he minded folowing this one. He stepped...

Cullen’s tension eased as Nadya shifted the worry from her own burden onto him, a low, husky laugh slipping free when she kissed his knuckles. “It feels… unfinished,” he admitted, voice rough but lighter now. “I’m sure he won’t forget it.” His hand rose slowly, cupping her cheek with a...

Cullen gave an unimpressed huff as Fedyr offered his response, his eyes narrowing slightly despite the faint smirk on his lips as the other man disappeared from view. Typical. He shook his head once, a sigh pushing past his lips, but his attention was already turning back to the only thing that...

Sirine had a point. If the storm dragons found the thieves, they wouldn’t have time to beg for mercy whether Nadya decided to execute them or not. His gaze flicked to the Princess as she and her guard made their exit. For all her poise, she’d looked genuinely uneasy about the prospect of...

Cullen listened in silence at first, his arms folded across his chest, but his attention never strayed far from Nadya. His brow furrowed deeper as the Princess spoke to her directly, softening in a way that wasn’t entirely expected. Cullen’s gaze flicked between them, confusion flickering in the...

Cullen cast a glance toward Nadya as her elbow dug into his ribs, sharp enough to be a warning, gentle enough to be familiar. A muscle in his jaw twitched, but he held his tongue, even as Orissa spoke with that calm, unbothered grace that made his teeth clench. He snorted at her mention of his...

Cullen’s eyes were blown wide as the great two-headed beast split in the air, blue blood cascading like rain over the city below. Cries of warning echoed upward, bells ringing out as the beast's body fell. He watched in horror as the back half of the monster crashed to the ground in a bone...

Ilir dropped like a sack of shit to the dirt, stunned and sputtering. And Cullen stood over him, fire in his eyes. In that moment, Cullen would’ve gladly killed Ilir. For Nadya. For Eira. For every time that smug bastard had laid his hands on someone who didn’t want them there. He didn’t care...

Any hope of meeting Nadya in the valley vanished the moment Varys intercepted him near the barracks. One look at the smug expression on the squad leader’s face, and Cullen already knew the news would sour whatever peace he’d carved out of the day. “Orders came down,” Varys said, picking at the...

Cullen’s chest tightened at her words, each one carving itself into his heart like a vow he hadn’t known he needed to hear. You're mine as I am yours. Fuck. He didn’t deserve that kind of devotion, but she gave it anyway. Fierce. Unwavering. Like she was built from the same storm that birthed...

Her kiss stunned him with its clarity. There was nothing hesitant about the way Nadya moved, the way she gripped him like she meant to leave a mark not just on his lips, but on his mind, his soul. And Cullen let it happen. His hands found her again without thinking, one sliding to her waist...

Cullen couldn’t help it.. Her flustered expression, the way she buried her face in his chest, the uncharacteristic stumble in her words, it pulled a low, husky laugh from him. A sound rough at the edges, but warm all the same. “I’m very what, Nadya?” he teased, voice brushing against her ear...

He had meant it as a distraction, something to soothe her storm, to anchor them both in the middle of the chaos. To pull them back to the calm that had settled between them.. But just like the last time he’d kissed her, he'd found something unexpected.. It wasn’t just comfort. It wasn’t just...

Cullen's breath caught at her words, his heart beating like war drums in his chest, not from fury now, but from the sheer weight of what she'd just promised him. The heartbreak ends here. He looked at her, really looked at her, and all the years of loyalty, longing, pain, and unspoken things...

Cullen didn’t hesitate when she stepped into him. His arms wrapped around her with a fierce tenderness, like she was something precious and volatile all at once. His hand slid up into her hair, fingers weaving through the strands as he drew her tighter to his chest. He held her like she was his...