Damon.
The air in Lore had turned to steel by the time I left. It was cold enough to kiss skin raw. I had told myself I was going to stay for a little longer. That I needed more time in my kingdom and more space to clear my head and to remind myself of who I was before all this mess tangled itself around my imsides.
But that was a lie. Cause no matter how many scrolls I reviewed and how many warriors I trained and how many mountain winds I braved.,I couldn’t stop thinking about him.
Willow.
The shadow of his scent lingering in our room. It itched at me and clawed at me like something primal or unfinished. It made my bones buzz and my chest twist with a craving I didn’t understand only knew. The more I tried to deny it, the louder it became.
So I gave in. I called to the old magic b
