C20 I don't like him

He had killed the man that night, and for once, I didn't feel pity. It surprised me to learn that he was bound to her like Bardulf and I was; curse or not, he was a part of me, which made Ruthni our mate.

She had passed out when I got to her. I took her back to the packhouse and Grace tended to her wounds. She looked so peaceful as she slept, her luscious hair sprawled out across my pillow