CHAPTER ELEVEN
ELOWYNNE
Seeing Xyron for the first time after three years brought back memories long buried deep down my line of thoughts. I of course never believed this day would come.
A day I would meet face-to-face with the man that rejected me as his mate. The same man I had kissed under the moonlight in this very clearing, pressed against the same earth we were all now standing on.
I almost laughed at the cruelty of it.
The clearing had not changed. That was the strange part. The trees still stood in the same circle, the same rock sat near the far edge where we had once trained, the same canopy of branches laced overhead like the forest had folded its hands above them and decided to keep watch.
Everything was exactly as it had been three years ago.
Everything except us.
We
