Guardian's Redemption
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Marcus nodded, a wide smile on his face. “We each deal with the headache of running a territory, and big bad uncle Arim gets the entire kingdom. Sounds good to me.”
Arim groaned. “I don’t think Lexa’s going to be very happy about this.” She already had issues being so much in the public eye. He knew it would take both patience and understanding until she finally put the past behind her. Though annihilating Nohjen was a good start. He shook his head, grinning at his scary wife.
“Look at it this way.” Cadmus chuckled. “Four girls with both Storm Lord and Dark Lord magic won’t take crap from anyone, ever. Especially with you for a father and Lexa for a mother. Hell, they’ll probably have their own affai eating from the palms of their hands when the time comes.”
“Just like us.” Darius gave Arim a smug smile that Arim wanted to wipe off his face.
Arim shuddered at thoughts of dating and boys for his daughters. His daughters. By the Light. He was a father. To four beautiful, perfectly adorable baby girls. And he had the most wonderful—
“Arim,” Lexa mentally yelled for him.
—if not biddable, goddess of a wife.
Happiness welled inside him. He only wished Ravyn were here to share it with him. He turned to his nephews, awed at how they’d matured, at how their lives had been changed by the experiences shaping their lives, by the women they’d bonded with.
“I know your mother would be so very, very proud of you all. I’m glad to finally call you family.” Once ‘Sin Garu had been destroyed and the land somewhat put back to rights, they’d held a general announcement. Arim was officially recognised as the Storm Lords’ uncle. The only explanation the people had been given for the deception had to do with security, yet Arim knew there was a part of his life that would always remain a mystery to him, now that Ravyn was gone. He didn’t much mind so long as he had his family and Tanselm to protect.
His nephews beamed. Arim felt their love and Tanselm’s like a warm blanket.
“But if any of you ever joke about my daughters dating again, I’ll let Lexa loose on your sorry hides.”
There were many apologies and promises to visit and bring the children together. When Arim rejoined his wife, he felt butterflies of love flittering over him. She lay on their large bed looking at their daughters clustered around her. Arla was nowhere to be seen.
“You really are the Guardian of Storm,” she murmured as he leaned down to kiss her.
He gently lay next to her, careful not to upset his girls on the other side of her. “What I am is yours. Forever.”
Tears glistened in her heart-stopping gaze. “Don’t you forget it.”
He laughed softly, so very pleased with the treasures in his life. “That’s my Blue. Stubborn to the end.”
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Marie Harte is an avid reader who loves all things paranormal and futuristic. Reading romances since she was twelve, she fell in love with the warmth of first passion and knew writing was her calling.
Twenty-four years later, the Marine Corps, a foray through Information Technology, a husband and four kids, and her dream has finally come true. Marie lives in Georgia with her family and loves hearing from readers.
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