(TW: Some insinuations of semi-nonconsensual s****l situations)
THEA:
The trees loomed high above head, still and unwavering against the soft breeze that shifted through the forest. Gentle footsteps led Thea forward along a familiar trail she had walked many times before.
This was her sacred place; the depths of the woodlands, untouched, and for the most part unseen by any other than her. There was a well-worn path cut through the underbrush, and she followed it in contemplative silence.
After the encounter with Jaxx, where they both realized their bond, she had done the only thing she could do…which was run away. It wasn't like her to shy away from anything, but this occurrence had been, to say the very least, unexpected.
How could her mate be Jacqueline Lorient? She had never even h
