My reply is stabbing, stark and quiet. “Ravinger. Not Cull.” I see him visibly swallow. “Auren Turley is paired with you?” “Yes,” I reply, knowing exactly what they’re all thinking. How can the fates have bonded her to someone like me? But there’s something they don’t understand yet, though I have a feeling they will soon. There is nothing I won’t do for her. Auren is life. I am death. That is why the goddesses paired us together.
