Ffion
“Do you think they will get the message?” Zanes voice was low and even though he was trying hard to not to show how much he was worrying about his mate; I could read it clearly in the tone of his voice and the strained way his lips were always set.
The months since we had sent the other through to the safety of Fae felt like years and Zane was feeling it. Gone was the young man I had met, and in his place was a warrior. battle weary and hard. I just hoped that when this was all over, when he was finally reunited with Amara that he could slip back into the old him. I hoped but I doubted it.
The things we had seen. The things we’d had to do to survive meant we had to change or die. It had left Zane hard.
And I was tired. Tired of running and fighting. If i was honest with mys
