A Tribute of Fire (The Eye of the Goddess, #1)

by Sariah Wilson

Io got to me first and wrapped her arms around me. “Sometimes it has to hurt before it can heal,” she said.

I felt more arms until all my adelphia stood in a circle around me, protecting me as I cried my pain and anger out.

I was asleep until I felt a large, warm hand on my shoulder, turning me over. I reached under my pillow, my fingers wrapping around the handle of my sword. My eyes flew open as I brought my weapon up. “Jason?”

“I like how ordinary things seem special through your eyes.”

had started out this morning thinking that I was completely alone. It was such a relief to discover that my sisters were ready and willing to stand by my side.

As he’d predicted, our fires burned together, lighting up the room and my soul.