Unwanted (Men and Monsters, #1)

by Mia Sheridan

Her heart twisted, half joy, half sorrow, as she realized that, yes, the forest had nourished his body, but her mother’s words had nourished his soul.

When did it happen? she wondered, trying to pinpoint the exact moment she had fallen. It should have been…momentous, wasn’t that true? But no, she realized dreamily, it hadn’t been one singular stopping of time. It was a beautiful string of moments, each one opening her heart to him little by little.

Sometimes miracles—like love—arrived gently. Softly. Without fanfare. Without a lightning strike. For true miracles needed no such thing.

“Did you know the trees speak to each other?”

“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?”