Unwanted (Men and Monsters, #1)

by Mia Sheridan

“For all evils there are two remedies—time and silence.”

She felt seen by him in a way she hadn’t been seen by anyone in a long time, even if he didn’t always understand her words.

“Am I asking the wrong questions?” He felt ashamed. He didn’t know how to do this, talk about the things inside him with other people. Sometimes he didn’t even know how to talk to himself.

Sometimes miracles—like love—arrived gently. Softly. Without fanfare. Without a lightning strike. For true miracles needed no such thing. Their eyes met, and her heart sang. I love you, she thought again. And it was as simple and as wondrous as that.

“You’re crying,” he said, but he didn’t sound upset. “Yes.” “Female wolves cry when they find their forever mate,” he said, smoothing her hair back.

“I love you,” she said, nuzzling him back. “All of you. Maybe the wolf most of all because he was the one who ensured you lived so you could love me when I arrived.”

“Did you know the trees speak to each other?” “No,” she breathed. “They do. They tell secrets in their roots, those deep, dark places that can’t be seen. I think we’re like that too. We know things deep, deep down, secret things, ancient things, that whisper through us, one to the other. You whispered to me. And I whispered back. You heard, didn’t you?”