Third Person POV
Kai was just as wild as their last encounter.
Azalea could feel her tribe members watching them warily as she took the boys’ hand in hers, immediately feeling this sense of . . . calm. Collectedness.
There was different kinds of important relationships within the elven community.
There’s your fated—the person who would become your soul mate.
And there’s this—she was certain of it now. The moment he’d said her name, recognition filling his features, she knew she’d made the right choice requesting to speak to him. Giving a careful tug to his hand, she watched as he crouched down beside her, the side of his leg pressed to hers. Close. She understood why now, why she’d reached for him so thoughtlessly before, tried so hard to protect him. He would be
