“Yours. Theo.” Adira knew she meant the words as soon as she uttered them. She was Theo’s. She didn’t know how it happened, nor did she know the precise moment that it happened, but it most certainly had happened. Somehow in the few months of their secret meetings, Adira had gone and caught feeling for the long-haired hunter. Big feelings. Real feelings. More feelings than she had even dreamed of catching for her betrothed. Luca was still there, but the two of them barely spoke. She hated him. He was only there because she could not for the life of her bring herself to break her promise to her father. The last promise she ever got to make to him. No, she couldn’t end their agreement. She had pushed back the wedding, however, she wasn’t set to marry Luca for another year. She blamed her gri
