Chapter 88

Cora looked at him and tried to put his mind at ease. "You're the mate Zarek picked for me. As long as you help me get revenge, I'll do my best to let go of the whole python-skin cloak thing. So don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

Ragnar dropped his eyelids.

When he looked up again, a mischievous grin played at his lips. He stood up, messed up her hair, and clicked his tongue in mock annoyance.