For as long as I’ve been alive, I’ve been able to see the bonds people carry between them. That's why when the Lycan King of my childhood came to my family home to choose a wife for his son, I knew in an instant it would be my sister. The glimmering lines between the two when they were near each other were so bright, it was almost blinding. Never before had I seen something like that. The bonds between our parents were visible, but dull. I had always assumed that was because of the years between them. After decades together, the brightness of their connection faded. I realized in the moment that my sister Carina had made eye contact with the King's son and their connection burst into light that I couldn’t have been more wrong. No amount of years lived in domesticity would diminish such a t
