“I think this couldn’t have happened any other way,” she told me. “If we’d figured out what we were meant to be back then, you might never have formed a pack with Bast and Dair. You might have just bonded with me alone, like your parents.” The simple truth of that sank in, and my awe brought her shy smile to the fore, the soft curve warming my chest as her joy sparkled into the bond. “So maybe we had to lose each other,” she whispered. “To find them.”
