Chapter 45

Dorian's pov.

I rode like a storm—wild, unthinking, raw. The wind clawed at my face, the reins burned in my fists, and still, it wasn’t fast enough. My heartbeat pounded louder than hooves against the ground. I had left her. My mate. With him.

Tiberius.

The name tasted like ash.

“Dorian!” Cas...

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