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determined to claim his Immortal Queen and start a new life. His inner voice, his base desires, had never ruled him before. He was a male of honor, a King whose oath was sacred and whose duty dictated his path. He could not afford to falter on the eve of his greatest battle.
    No matter how haunting Emma’s touch, or how hot she made him burn. She was, after all, a human. And the Itarans would never accept a human as their Queen.

Chapter Six
    Bran escorted Ajax straight to the small office building where Bran swore he’d find Angeline and pointed her out through the office buildings windows. Then the coward left him alone, said he didn’t need Bran’s help to “be a fool”.
    There were no guards. No half-bloods nearby. Was her mother’s hold on this territory so powerful, so complete, that they didn’t fear attack?
    Did it matter? No. Their lack of watchdogs would just make taking her that much easier.
    Ajax studied her through the first-floor window. She sat at a desk, typing into a computer. Completely focused. Beautiful. Her black hair a silken waterfall around her shoulders.
    It should be red fire.
    He knew that if she looked up, he’d see eyes the color of amber. Just like he remembered.
    They should be blue, and full of mischief.
    Shut the fuck up.
    He refused to argue with himself. This was going to work out. He would keep his vows and dismiss the small, fire-haired female from his mind. He wanted Emma, lusted for her. Yes. But she was not his Queen. Not of noble lineage. Not his Marked Mate.
    He’d learn Angeline over again, and she him. They’d find a new passion and fire of their own. He did not need to mourn the loss of Emma when he had a bounty before him. Emma was like a daydream, a thought that could never be.
    Angeline was real. His duty and his future. She’d loved him once. He could relight that fire, make it burn hotter. He had to. Or he’d go insane.
    Unable to wait another moment, Ajax opened a portal and stepped into Angeline’s office, her private sanctuary. There were only two other females still in the building, and they’d both already called out their good nights to his Queen.
    She looked up and removed her hands from keyboard, slid them along the top of her desk slowly, but kept them in sight, as if she knew who she faced, and didn’t want to make any threatening moves.
    “Oh, my God. Ajax.” She leaned back in her chair and took in his odd clothing. She grinned when she saw the sandals. “Not exactly what I’d expect from an Itaran King. What do you want? Have you joined a Triad?”
    “I did not come on behalf of any Triad.” Ajax was confused.
    “Then why are you here?” Straight to the point, and no hint of fear in her eyes. She stared him down like she faced down dragons every day and won.
    This was not the sweet bride he remembered. Yes, she was still smart, still beautiful, but those were the only similarities. If he touched her, would she still Mark his flesh? Would they still be compatible? And did he even want to know when all he could think about was red hair and blue eyes?
    “How do you know who I am?”
    “Are you kidding me? Every Triad on Earth has had good old-fashioned Wanted posters of you plastered in every war room since before I was born. I knew what you looked like since I learned to recognize a face.” Angeline stood, shock rounding her eyes and her hands shaking. “What do you want from me?”
    “In another life, in another time, you were my Marked Mate. You were my Queen.”
    “I don’t believe you.”
    “It’s the truth.”
    “How did you know I’m Marked? It’s one of my mother’s most closely guarded secrets.”
    He made a point to stare at her right breast, where he knew, from prior experience, the Mark sat just below and outside of her nipple. “We were intimate. You were my mate. I knew everything about you.” He studied her, this gorgeous, courageous female, and didn’t want her. He had no desire to taste her kiss or touch her