Ronan is going to die.
“Selene, he won’t die. We’ll protect him. He’s our mate—stronger than Elias. He’s fine, and nothing Lyria said is going to happen to him,” Faye told me firmly.
Her voice made me finally breathe, but it didn’t calm the storm in my chest.
“He’s not our mate anymore, Faye!” I snapped back, my voice sharp.
She hissed in my mind like I was being difficult again, like I was the one who didn’t understand.
She's right. Of all the threats I would face, Elias is the weakest. That dark power alone shouldn’t have been enough to kill Ronan.
The only reason Elias has survived this long is because of the Moon Goddess. But now that I’m doing things my own way, today… death is something he can no longer avoid.
“Ronan!” I called out, grabbing his arm and pulling him slightly to
