“Sometimes we only have dreams to keep us going.” There was a soft pause as they kept walking. Feyre felt herself relax as she walked beside the powerful Alpha. She knew she was safe and didn’t have to stay on guard. Her inner omega was practically purring.

“”Will… nevermind.” Feyre wouldn’t allow herself to be in debt to another High Lord. Rhysand might be charming but he was still a High Lord and a fae. This all could be a facade.

Her hand slipped from his arm as they continued to walk. “Tonight was lovely. Thank you.”