“If Kieren traveled to Ana Meson, then it was because of me,” Josie said softly, her eyes darting in horror as she processed this theory. “He died because of me.”
“He died because he rejected you,” Mason reminded her. “You wouldn’t have been there otherwise.”
Josie nodded. She could understand that. But he came for her, even after he rejected her. That was the power of fated mates. Her uncertainty when she saw him must have cut him deeply.
She moved off to the side of the room and curled up in a chair while the others discussed various ways to get to Ana Meson and at least start there, looking for Esther. Her eyes grew heavy as their conversation turned into a buzz in the background, and her head lolled to one side as she slipped off to sleep.
The group got nowhere that night, and Mas
