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with his dark gaze. Very slowly, his attention returned to Aslan, staring at him as though he’d never seen him before. Aslan frowned.
    “Do I have something on my face?” Crap, maybe he was getting a zit.
    That would really suck.
    “It can’t be,” Torren whispered. “I…I…”
    “Stop fighting it, brother.” Raith shuffled closer to them, but kept a respectful distance. “Let go and feel it.” Aslan didn’t know what the hell was going on, but the two witches were starting to make him nervous. “What’s he talking about?” he demanded of his mate. “What are you fighting? What are you supposed to feel?” He began struggling, trying to free himself from Torren’s arms. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Torren’s arms tightened, preventing his escape. “Aslan, calm down.”
    Instantly, Aslan went completely still, and the anxiety that had threatened to overwhelm him vanished, replaced by a deep sense of peace and contentment. “How did you do that?” he breathed in awe.
    Instead of answering, Torren stared into his eyes unblinkingly, and Aslan couldn’t help but stare back. As he watched, he could have sworn that a soft, shimmering light flickered in the gold specks around Torren’s pupils. Looking deeper, losing himself in those endless pools of onyx, Aslan felt as though he’d known Torren for not just his entire life, but for lifetimes before that.
    The moment stretched on, and suddenly, he found himself getting angry. He didn’t know where the agitation came from, but it was there all the same. Without conscious decision to do so, he heard himself saying, “You’ve kept me waiting a long time, Torren Braddock.” Torren growled, grabbed the back of Aslan’s neck, and crushed their mouths together in a kiss that lit Aslan up like fireworks on the Fourth of July. It was hard, hungry, demanding, and possessive, consuming him until his world tilted on its axis and ceased to spin, holding them motionless in this one perfect moment of time.
    “No!” a voice roared inside his head, making him jump. “Leave! Make him leave!”
    “Fight it, caro ,” Torren panted against his lips. “You’re stronger than he is. Silence him.”
    It wasn’t easy, and the voice didn’t completely disappear, but Aslan was able to mute it until it was barely more than a dull whisper.
    It was draining, however, as though he’d turned the volume down on the radio but had to fight against the dial to keep it in place.
    “Can someone please tell me what the fuck is going on?” Stavion bit out, obviously unhappy about his lack of knowledge.
    Well, he could just join the goddamn club, because Aslan didn’t have a clue, either. Something was different. Something had changed inside Torren, and Aslan’s entire body yearned for the man. “Yeah, okay,” he finally said with a heartfelt sigh. “I’d like to know what’s going on as well.”
    Torren smirked at him and kissed the tip of his nose. “Let me tell you a story.”
    “Does it start with ‘once upon a time’?” With a sly wink, Torren set him on his feet and nodded. “Actually, it does.”

    * * * *

    Since Aslan’s friends had wanted to be included in the conversation, they ended up moving their meeting to the spacious library. Torren didn’t really care where they went as long as Aslan remained close enough to touch.
    Watching his mate chattering away with his friends, Torren smiled and relaxed back into one of the armchairs. The man was so full of life, babbling excitedly as he waved his hands around in animated movements. His smile could light the darkest well, paling the sun in comparison. He was so beautiful that it almost hurt to look at him.
    “You’ve got it bad,” Raven teased him as he flopped down into the chair beside him. “I really wish you could see the dopey look on your face right now.”
    “I’ve waited a long time for him.”
    “Okay, everyone zip it,” Stavion ordered, settling onto the sofa and calling for Jory