It took a second for her to melt into his arms. Her shaky body slowly calmed in his embrace. The shield of her lover's - her mate's - wings provided an aura of protection and shelter which she had desperately needed.
Her first instinct to his words, though, was to protect herself with sarcasm. She wanted to tell her that in his world he had said the same to Feyre and she was sure others would come along too. But he deserved more. She bit her lip as the tears slowly calmed her down. "But don't I have this now no matter what? Hasn't our wish been rendered unimportant?"