[Apple]
A sharp pain pierces my heart as an overwhelming feeling of loss takes over my senses.
“No,” I press my forehead against the door. I can feel my connection to my mate waver and the sudden loss of that connection catches my breath. “Sly. SLY!!”
“Calm down, Apple,” Thorne places a hand on my back and I shake it off, angry and confused. Why did he trap me here? He knew I needed to get home. I need Sly like I need air and sunlight.
Not just want. Need.
“Damn it!” I cry, cursing. Stupid, stupid Apple. Why did I wander off?
Now I might never make it back again.
Pressing my hands against the door, I struggle to open it, but it’s no use. It isn’t just locked, I realize as a zap of magic travels up my arm, it’s enchanted.
Pressing my face against the cool wood, I hear a lone wo
