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nodded. “Like you are seeing the world in black and white until she walks into the room and suddenly everything is in color; rich, vibrant colors that reflect her light.”
    “Exactly,” Costin agreed.
    “I appreciate the offer, but I think I had better bow out of training today,” Lucian said politely. “I fear I would be too aggressive to be safe.”
    “As Jen said, hang in there. Peri is a proud fae, but she is not stupid. She will come around.” Costin left without another word.
    Lucian glanced back out the window and his eyes landed once again on his mate.
    He agreed that she was indeed proud, but he was beginning to question whether Costin was right about the not stupid part. She was on the very training ground that Costin had just spoken of and she was now wearing clothing that revealed every enticing curve, every defined muscle. She was sparing with another fae female that he recognized as Elle. Peri landed a powerful forward strike, leaving Elle sprawled on her back. Lucian saw a male figure step forward from the group that was now forming around them. It was Sorin, one of the wolves, and also Elle’s mate. He looked about as happy as Lucian felt.
    Elle waved him off and readied herself once again for Peri’s attack. They continued sparring, moving with a speed and grace that fae alone could accomplish and soon they had an entire group, female and male, circling around them watching the bout. Lucian’s jaw clenched as Elle conceded, bowing to Peri and then stepping back. He watched as Peri motioned for someone else to step up to spar with her. After several seconds one of the younger males stepped forward. He didn’t remember his name, but he recognized the face as being one of the Serbian wolves.
    “Mate, I am asking that you not spar with that male,” Lucian reached to her through their bond as he tried to hold back his wolf. His hands trembled under the strain that it took to hold the phase back. He watched as Peri stiffened as she heard his voice and her head slowly rose until she was looking at him through the window. He knew his eyes would be glowing, but there was nothing he could do about that. All he knew was that if that male put his hands on Peri in any way, be it to harm or give pleasure, his wolf would kill him. There was no doubt in his mind. If he let his wolf out, he would not be able to control him.
    “Perhaps you could take his place?” Peri’s cool voice was like a refreshing breeze across the hot marshes of his mind.
    “I do not think it would be wise of me to engage in any form of violence right now.” Lucian tried to let her see just how difficult it was for him without flooding her with all of his emotions. He saw the moment she picked up on it because she took a step back from the male. She gave a low bow indicating that she was withdrawing from the fight and then disappeared.
    “It’s only going to get worse isn’t it,” her voice came from behind him. She had flashed from the training ground to the library. Judging from the looks on the faces of the group still on the training ground, they were still just as bothered by it as the first time Peri had done it.
    He turned to face her and bit back the growl that wanted to pour out of him. She was beautiful—her face flushed from the work out, her hair shimmering in the light , her form perfect on display in her training clothes.
    “Do they make clothes that do not fit so snug?” He asked her, unable to hold it in any longer.
    She laughed. “You want me to accept this bond between us? Well then you are just going to have to accept the clothes of this day and age.”
    “I do not think that is a fair exchange. Why should I be alright with your feminine form being on display for other males to see?”
    “The key word in that statement Lucian is your. You have just stated that it is indeed my feminine form that is in question, and since it belongs to me I am the one in charge of it,” Peri said coyly. “Now if you will