He grinned and leaned down to put his forehead against hers. "Anna, I'll take you away whenever you please. I still canna believe that you...that we...I thought I'd lost you."
She twined her arms around his neck. "I don't suppose you can lose the woman fate decided was to be yours. You only needed to find her."
"I have found her. And I'll no' be lettin' her go." He laid his hands on her cheeks and gently kissed her.
"Actually," she murmured against his lips, "I found you."
Epilogue
Not to marry, know love, or bind, their fate;
Your line to die for never seed shall take.
Death and torment to those caught in their wake,
Unless each dark one finds his forechosen mate.
For his true lady alone his life and heart can save....