(Maira)
I sat on the bench by the castle. I have so much on my mind that I can’t think straight. I wanted to be there for my mate, but I didn’t want him to think I was trying to stop him from being with his family or think that I was trying to treat him like I owned him. That’s the last thing I wanted. I want him to know that he is free to do as he wishes and that’s why I left, though every cell in my body was telling me to go back and protect him from all the dangers in life. But I know I needed to let him choose his own path and make his own choices.
“Are you alright?” Brandon, a friend of mine and trusty warrior, asks. I have known Brandon since I was five years old and came to the underworld for the first time.
“Yeah, just thinking” I replied.
“How about we go flying for a little?
