“Fine, Gael. Thank you.”
“Thinking about your girl? Reed says they’re quiet in their room.”
Brielle, my heart. A fresh stab of pain at our separation cut into me, and my father’s words echoed in my head, pounding impossibly like a tattoo against the back of my eyes.
Go to her, son. Don’t leave until you’ve solved the problem.
I left the clearing at a run, not able to wait another moment to see my mate.
So I didn’t.
Brielle
Exhaustion, weighing my limbs down and making me feel like a lump of wet clay instead of a person, was all I felt that first afternoon. That, and searing pain in my heart. Shay curled up behind my back on the bed, back in human form now, and we lay back to back under the covers while Leigh hovered around, doing Goddess knew what.
Cups of hot tea and chicken noodl
