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were true.
    She gazed back, seeking any hint of deception. She wouldn’t find it. When the moment came that she finally realized Roan was telling the truth, th at shell, that stubborn aloofness she had blanketed herself with, began to crack. Roan watched it happen .   C rystal tears filled her eyes and spilled down her cheeks.
    Before the first choked sob tumbled free, Roan had her in his arms and snuggled close as all the pain, sadness, and utter despair she had felt for decades seemed to pour out. He couldn’t believe how this stunning creature, this Lupa of such unique beauty had borne it all, yet continued to persevere . It was a testament to just how strong she really was . Solid proof that she was his perfect match.
    When her sobs had turned to sniffles and she was calmer, Roan pulled back, wiping away the remaining wetness on her cheeks. She was s uch a beauty . Though n ot in the classical sense. Her cheekbones were too sharp, her chin too square. Her nose was a tad long. But her dual colored eyes were up tilted with an exotic slant, the lashes long and thick and a darker shade of gold than her hair. Her rose tinted lips were full and lush , and her skin like fine porcelain. No, not a classic beauty, but one as unique and ethereal as the waterfall they sat near.
    He kissed each of her features, needing to taste her, to comfort and soothe her.
    “Wha…what are you doing?” Her voice was soft and tremulous.
    “Learning you.” He kissed the tip of her nose.
    Her gaze lowered. “I’m not…not like the others. Not beautiful or glamorous.”
    Lifting her chin up with a finger, Roan’s gaze bored into hers. “I learned a long time ago to not judge a book by its cover . Outward beauty can hide a multitude of sins.” He gave her a tender smile. “Yours is a unique beauty, Rivera. The kind DaVinci captured on canvas and poets created odes to. Never doubt your appeal or the fact that the moment I saw you, I wanted you.”
    She sucked in a quick breath, no doubt smelling his arousal. “But the bond…”
    “Sweetheart, I saw you long before I ever drew your delectable scent into my nose.” He chuckled. “Trust me, it’s you I want. The bond is just an added bonus.” He winked.
    “Oh.” Pale cheeks flushed a soft rose. “I want you too.”
    That definitely earned a kiss. He gave her one, careful not to let it go too far. They still had a few more things to discuss. Unfortunately.
    “Damn, sweetheart.” The woman was going to be the death of him. If a man could die of blue balls that is.
    “You taste good. Like mint and spring rain.” She ran a pink tongue over her lush lips as if she were trying to capture more if his flavor.
    “Christ.” He groaned, closing his eyes and slowly counting to ten.
    “Roan?”
    Opening his eyes, he couldn’t help but smile at her look of confusion. “Sorry, sweetheart. I need to tell you the rest about True Mate s and being with you like this makes it very…difficult.”
    Her own smile was carnal at that, but she did nothing further . Roan wasn’t sure if he was relieved or disappointed.
    “What else did you need to tell me?” She sat back , taking both his hands in hers. It was a sweet gesture.
    He brought her hands to his lips and kissed her knuckles. “Two things. One, we can’t be separated for any length of time. I’m sure that not long after you ran out here, you began to feel odd.”
    “Now that you mention it, I did feel strange.” She nodded , an expression of thoughtfulness on her face. “As if I had misplaced something important and needed to find it. It was almost like a compulsion.”
    “Yes, the female symptoms usually run that route. The males are much worse. From the skin crawling to sharp pains in the stomach and chest.” He grimaced.
    “Shit! You felt that because I ran, didn’t you?” She squeezed his hands, her gaze showing concern.
    “I’m fine, sweetheart,” He assured her. “I found you before it got bad.” Though it was a near