A Dawn with the Wolf Knight (Married to Magic, #5)

by Elise Kova

“When…when Aurora is freed, she will be gone too. Everyone I’ve ever loved has left well before I was ready.” The words stumble over the tears I’m fighting. Evander flinches. My wits return at the sight. What am I thinking? He’s endured far worse than I. “Evander, I⁠—” His grip slackens, hands returning to my shoulders as he leans away. I expect to see an expression of disgust. Of anger that I could be so inconsiderate to him and his hurt. But that isn’t the expression he wears. Instead, Evander’s brows pinch with what almost looks like pain. As though he is somehow the cause of my pain. Anger would be easier than guilt. “I will be there,” he says before I can get a word of apology in for my careless disregard of his suffering. “What?” I whisper. “I will be there,” Evander says again, with emphasis. “I will be there when you bid Aurora goodbye. I will be there when you need to spin more threads, and dye them in your vats of turmeric and pine. When your fingertips are stained yellow and you reek of onion peels for two weeks.” He chuckles softly, almost sadly. “I will be there when you loop them after they’ve dried and I will be there when you need to start the process anew with spring’s fresh wool.” “Evander…” I can’t formulate a response. What he’s saying is barely comprehensible to me. I understand the words…but the meaning. What is he really implying? “As long as you wish for it, I will be there with you.” “Why are you saying all this?” I breathe, searching his silvery e...