Blade
The memories hit me like physical blows, each one more devastating than the last. Luna's desperate words echoed in my mind: "It wasn't me. I swear I didn't hex you." Her eyes, filled with tears but blazing with truth, haunted me now as I sat alone in my throne room.
"We were fools," Ashe snarled in my mind. "Blind, arrogant fools."
I pressed my fingers to my temples, trying to sort through the chaos of that night. The ceremony had been perfect until Luna collapsed. Then Crystal's accusation of witchcraft had turned everything upside down. The dual mate bonds... I'd assumed one was caused by Luna's supposed hex, but what if...
"What if Crystal was the one using magic all along?" I whispered, the words tasting like ash in my mouth.
The pieces were falling into place with sickening
