I turned my head slightly, an unshakable need to confirm what I had just heard. Deep down, I knew the voice had come from him. There was no mistaking it. It was his, the one I was bound to by an unbreakable link—the voice of my mate. A bond like ours could never be severed, not by distance, not by magic. Even if enchantments attempted to block our connection, they would always fail, for the force between us was too strong to be undone.
Taking a deep breath, I reached out toward the luminous fruit hanging from the ancient tree before me. I couldn’t simply disappear now—not when he was finally recognizing me. My purpose was clear, and I had no selfish desires in claiming this fruit. Unlike the witch who sought power, my intentions were pure. I needed this—not for myself but for my brothers’
