[NOUR]
A mark was permanent, Nour had argued.
Way too permanent.
And he wanted them both to make each other, not because Delbert wanted Nour to be safe, but because they loved each other. That was the only way he would accept the Lycan warrior's mark.
It was an argument that would probably raise more questions, but even then, Delbert had never felt more alive and wanted. He had never felt more cherished in a time that screamed chaos and lust instead of love.
This may have just been a statement from the prince who loved him so much, but for Delbert, this was everything.
Because even though they were bound to run into danger, even though the palace was not a place where peace thrived, even though they had come back home as a couple of deranged warriors…
He was loved.
Wholly and truly.
A love that had remained unselfish despite all that had happened between them.
"I love you, Kalkan," Nour reminded.
