The first thing I did after I woke up from the dream of—visit from?—Reine was take a cold shower. A long cold shower. It cooled my libido, which wanted to have her physically in my bed and not only in the dream world. It didn"t do much for the ache in my chest that our separation continued to pull at, especially now that I knew why she hadn"t contacted me. A time loop, of all the weird things. That reeked of Fae magic, as she"d told me, and I questioned her blind spot around her mother"s potential involvement. But when would Maeve have had the opportunity to change the spell without Reine knowing?
While Reine was on the run with Rhys. Or at any time after when she"d wandered far enough from the area to not sense her mother"s meddling. But why hadn"t it caught her when she"d gone back?
Or
