Chapter 74

Amelia had used a pair of nail clippers to cut locks from her own hair, braiding them into rings, and when she had braided Rikash s hair for him, she had knotted the rings of her hair where Nadyr would place his beads, the shiny strands forming faux-beads. Rikash had regarded her work in the mirror, his fingers lingering over the knots. "Do you like it?" She asked him anxiously. "Yes," he barely breathed the word, and his side of the Bond had glowed pink and gold luminously. "I like it." He had turned and sifted through her hair, finding the shorn locks amongst the longer strands before framing her face with his big hands and leaning over to taste her lips. "My mate." His croon had rumbled between them, its tone different than any he had used before. "My beautiful mate." Rikash was in the dull brown suit he had returned home in when he had brought the telepath into her home. Amelia thought it appropriate that he wore it no