Anastasia’s POV
I don’t know what to say, or how to start. I honestly didn’t want to talk about it. I didn’t want to relive it. But the look in his eyes, and the pull of the mate bond made me feel like a small child being comforted by a parent after being bullied by the other kids.
“What I went through… “ I started, but the words caught in my throat.
It was as if it all came flashing at me, every memory, all of it. I took a few breaths, and relied on my magic to bring me comfort.
“Take your time, my love. I’m right here.” He placed a reassuring hand over mine and gently held onto me.
“I wanted to see the city for the first time. I never left the coven, and I would often hear these stories about it. “The city of lights” where the people dressed funny, and walked around freely at all
