Ace
I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t open. I wasn’t even functioning properly most days, and now I was supposed to prance around a festival and pretend I could stomach the idea of another mate? Another soul link? Another body to hold when the nightmares crept in and whispered all the ways I failed Elora?
No.
What if something happened to the new mate? What if she died like the way Elora died? Did I have the strength to mourn again? How? How could the moon goddess do this to me?
I didn’t have any answer to that. So, I did the most logical thing anyone would do. I went looking for answers and found Elysia exactly where I knew she’d be. Under the Moonfire tree. A sacred thing that bloomed silver leaves only once a year.
She sat still, her legs crossed like she had been waiting and expecting me.
