Chapter 7
MARIENNE
I stared up at Erik.
His tall, lean body was stiff with tension, and his arms were crossed over his chest. His whole frame, which had been such a comforting haven to me only a few short hours ago, was now as impenetrable as a brick wall.
Hopelessness threatened to crush me. I scrubbed the tears off my cheeks and whirled around, determined to put some distance between the two of us.
I took a few deep breaths to stop the panic from rising up and choking me.
If my fated mate truly didn’t want me...
Without Erik, my life would be pure loneliness.
My magic simmered in my veins, an ever-present reminder of the reason why I would always be an outcast. It was the one thing that truly set me apart from others. I’d spent my life gifted and cursed in equal measure.
I knew
