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

by Elise Kova

“Death is not something to fear, or lament. It is a gift, as much as life,”

Briefly, a shadowy wolf walks alongside me, more solid than the rest. One of his ears is hooked unnaturally, as if a chunk is missing. With a flash of gold eyes, he’s gone.

Perhaps, one day, you and I shall rule as mighty as the Elf King and Human Queen…perhaps even more so.”

“They say his heart is made of ice, but you could try and beseech his Human Queen to take pity on you—she might out of fondness for her people, and he might warm out of pity for Aurora.

I run my fingertips over the threads. “There’s so much she never taught me. I had a lifetime with her, and it wasn’t enough time.”

“We could live two lifetimes with our elders and still feel there wasn’t time to gather their wisdom. By the time we have enough wisdom of our own to appreciate theirs, twilight has already settled upon them,” he says with a heavy tone. There’s a knowing sadness in those words.

She would not want me to mourn—she told me as much—and I am trying so hard to be strong but…” “You are strong,” he whispers in my ear. “Grief is not a simple or fast process. Every loss hits us differently.” “But I have mourned her, I have said my goodbyes.” I press my eyes closed as my arms wrap tightly around his waist, locking by gripping my elbows. “Why does that shroud of death continue to haunt me?”

I don’t want to let grief become fear of their memories.

What a sad existence you have… To always be looking at the world in terms of might and conquest. To be looking at what can be taken as the measure of a leader, rather than what can be given. To value fear more than love.

You had hope. And what is hope if not the natural conclusion of optimism?”