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You will need a will of iron to forge the path that needs to be taken. The whole world will try to tell you who you are, but it’s your choice if you want to believe them. Fear will be your catalyst, and only you can decide who fear will make you.”
That day, he’d promised to protect her with his sword and strength, and she’d promised to protect him with her magic. It was an agreement that could be undone only by death or an excruciating process called severing.
Only you can decide who fear will make you, the seer had said. Cecilia let it make her a warrior.
“Worrying won’t give you answers. It’ll just give your mind a thousand paths to go down with no ends to any of them.
“Too many people have made you feel small and unimportant. I would treat you like a queen.”
“I promise the next time I see you, I will kiss you like you deserve to be kissed, and I won’t stop until you’re trembling and your knees are weak,” the hunter whispered.
Only you can decide who fear will make you.
“I chase anyone I’m not legitimately interested in because it’s the only way I can keep myself from kissing you every time I see you,”
“You mesmerized me. I’ve never stopped feeling that same sense of disorientation every time I’m around you. I’ve just become better at operating within it. It’s like taking target practice after a couple of whiskeys. I can’t truly be how I want to be with you. Seeing you with Xander, I’ve had a taste of my own medicine.”
My whole life has been about what other people expect from me. I want to choose for myself. I want the freedom to love who I want and to marry only if and when I want. You think that’s silly?”
“Because now when I look at you, I will see your face and hear the sounds you make when you fall apart, and it will drive me to the most pleasant distraction.”
“Gods! I am just so tired of men deciding what I can and can’t handle!”
He feels like coming home after being away too long.”
“Brainy, beautiful, and deadly. A triple threat and a very wild one.”
You have a big heart, little goddess, but there’s little room for heart in what you’ll have to do to survive. You don’t even know the trouble you’re in.”
“There’s nowhere else for me, Cece. Just with you.”
Two hearts trying desperately not to break. Two lost souls trying to cling to a thread of hope.
She was the sharp blade. She was night. She was the stillness before a storm. The wild edge of sorrow. The dark itself.
Everything weak in her mind was turned to steel. Her will was unbreakable.
She was a breaker of minds, a bender of reality, a plague on memory. A Lost Goddess found. She was ruination.
Love is a fool’s errand. Love is the kind of foolish weakness that can bring an empire to the ground.
Now, just three days later, she could feel them both trying to prove their worth. Both men made vows to her. One pledged his life and his blade. The other pledged his heart for the rest of his days.
