Chapter Twelve (Dane's POV) Decades before…

Like a mere mortal jittery of a new bride, I cooked, cleaned, and did almost anything to keep the memory of her beautiful body out of my head but it was futile.

There was an aura about her which made it obvious to me that she was a demigod. An offspring of a god and a human woman perhaps. She was special and beautiful and in my bed.

I groaned, running my fingers through my mane.

When I couldn't bare to stay away any moment longer, I went back inside my bedroom and sat beside her, reaching forward to run my fingers through her dark curls in utter fascination. A strange feeling of need welled in me as I stroked the side of her face. She had high cheekbones, a small straight nose and lush full lips that made my heart thud faster. I remembered the colour of her eyes was grey like the moon and longed to see them again. My treacherous eyes trailed down her body, settling over the full swell of her breasts under the covers, down to her narrow waist and I wanted to see more. I gently