The Ungovernable Mate

Clara

I loop my arms around Thorne’s neck as he carries me through the palace gates, trying to steady myself even as my concerns for his injuries grow irrepressible. “Kaelen no, you’ll hurt yourself.” I object, sweeping my eyes over his muscular body. He’s naked as the day he was born, and his abdomen is swollen with black and blue bruises. His feet are bleeding, and numerous smaller bruises and c