Chapter 433

I looked from one of them to the next and couldn’t get over the surprise. I wasn’t sure how they’d done this. Their memories told me. Men in the tunnels worked repairing metal weapons as they waited. Damien and his brothers had asked to be taught the procedure and quietly made these with the same technology and scraps when they weren’t doing other things.

“My brothers and I talked,” Damien shrugged, “we wish to let everyone know you are our mate, our only mate. This seemed a good way.”

Usually both parties in a marriage or mating would wear rings. I felt a little left out.

“I also only want you and your brothers,” I told Damien firmly. If they were wearing rings, I wanted one too.

“We made you one,” Christof said sheepishly. “It is not a slave band and you can take it off if you no longer wish to be our mate.”

Damien took my left hand and slid the cool metal over my finger. The ring fit perfectly. It was etched with Damien’s family symbol and each man’s