15
Jacoby
That night, I sleep well. If anything, I get too much rest. It’s the only explanation as to why I wake up just after dawn feeling as if an electrical charge were running through my body.
This emotion comes awfully close to excitement. It’s as if I can’t wait to see Agatha this morning, discuss yesterday’s adventures and check on our new herd.
Which is ridiculous.
The only reason I’m alive today is that I make no ties with other fae. Elle is an exception as she’s a sweet girl who wields exceptional levels of power.
Yet Agatha’s different.
This mystery girl is defiant and, worse, she sees through me in ways that not even Elle managed to do. My herd likes her, which is a risk. I don’t need them getting attached to anyone but me. And Agatha has unknown ties to moon magic and p
