“I will never forgive you,” Melbourne growled at Malachai and meant every word.
“Alyssa did, and she died because I allowed her to go meet her fate,” Malachai said with more sorrow than she thought a man like him could suffer.
“How would you know? Because shè said so?” he demanded, pointing at Alyssa. Something fluttered against Alyssa’s conscious mind, and with a sigh, she allowed it through, feeling herself change into the elven woman she once was.
“No, because I said so,” Alyssa said, but she was not in control of herself. Not even for Elliandre and Alois had Alyssa done this, which told her exactly how much this man meant to the woman she was, and their pain mixed in her chest.
Alyssa walked over to him, and he stared at her as if he had confronted a ghost. Malachai stepped asid
