“There's a lot I want to say," Aisling said, breaking into his thoughts. Xaneth glanced at her, "I'm listening." "I mean after. It's important. You're going to want to hear it. That means you have to be around when this shite is finished." He felt his lips curve into a smile. That's what Aisling did. She was the light penetrating the deepest of nights, showing him a way out. "A long conversation, then?”
Book:Dark Alpha's Fury