NYX'S POV:
We sat in silence for a moment before Hazel finally spoke,
"You still need some rest," Hazel murmured, her voice a soothing balm against the clamor in my chest. "You barely have any.”
That smile—gentle, warm—stayed on her face. It was becoming familiar, but I couldn't place how or why. It felt like an echo of something missing. Something I couldn't quite reach. It will blare soon.
I gulped hard, my throat stinging from the words I had kept hidden for too long. "Xander is my mate," I finally confessed to her at least, the weight of the truth pressing against my chest. "But I found out, the day I turned eighteen. I found out the day I became his brother’s wife. On my wedding day.”
The words tasted bitter on my tongue.
"I couldn't stop the bond we shared," I continued, my v
