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498 pages, Hardcover
Published October 16, 2023
"The Well brought you here to me." Leaf kneeled before her and touched her knees. "I spent a decade avoiding my fate - I'm sure Clarke will tell you all about how stubborn I've been running from it. But I found you anyway, and you'd only thawed months before. The Well wants what it wants, Nova."
"You make this Well sound all-powerful, but if it is, then why is my brother winning?"
Emotion shuttered in his eyes, and he stood. Nova thought he wouldn't answer for a moment, but he stared out the window and said, "Crimson heard whispers from the Well. Some of these whispers became prophecies. The Well can control certain things like whether to preserve a human from the old world and when to let them thaw. But the Well can't control certain events, like free choice, or love and hate. That's where we come in. It's given us what our heart desires, even if we fight it at first, inevitably, we all find our lives enriched by this relationship. It's only right that in return, we fight for what it needs to survive."
Her eyes watered. "You think I enrich your life?"
"Not just me. Everyone's life."
He lifted her from the bed and pulled her into his embrace. "The Well is just like all of us. It wants a happy ending."
"Aleksandra said something that made me think. Memories fade, but the heart never forgets."
She searched his eyes and believed he was as confused as her. She could almost feel his heartache, his longing and fear. "What are you saying?"
"Something isn't right about the truth." He dropped his forehead to hers. "I've run from relationships because giving my heart away felt wrong. It felt like a betrayal, and it made no sense. When they told me I was next to find my mate, I couldn't do it. I convinced myself I had to search for other answers and ran. But when I first saw you..." He pulled back and looked deeply into her eyes. "For the first time, my heart wasn't telling me to run."
"The heart never forgets." A silent tear trickled down her cheek.
"We may have been apart, and I may have lost my way, but you never did. Your convictions never wavered...You are my North Star. Wherever you go, I follow you.”
Immortality wasn't a gift. It was a punishment without happiness.
He suddenly realized why each Guardian and Mage had a single teardrop representing their dedication to the Well. Alone, a single drop of water was nothing. Together, they filled a well, powered a wave, or carried a ship.
This was the point.
The people. Their connections. Their family. Not just one single obsession. All of them.
"I protect what's mine, Nova. To my dying breath and then some."
❝ A sob tore out of her lips. Leaf flinched as fluid leaked from her eyes and nose. He should probably get her something to wipe it. Humans leaked a lot more than fae. ❞
❝ “¡Ay, qué menso! Of course, I love you.” She continued in Spanish, laughing about how the big warrior with muscles as thick as her thighs and an ego as big as the tree outside was hurt by her little joke. ❞
❝ “You got it wrong. It’s not you who is the prize, it’s me. I only exist to serve, protect, and love you.” ❞
❝ He suddenly realized why each Guardian and Mage had a single teardrop representing their dedication to the Well. Alone, a single drop of water was nothing. Together, they filled a well, powered a wave, or carried a ship. ❞