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Your pack is bonding. Becoming a unit. A family.
Change is coming. A war to end all wars.
“You are Light. The Darkness will be an ally and an
enemy. You’ll travel far—farther than anyone before you. The burden of what you are, what you will become, won’t be easy. The cost will be high
“But your kin, your pack, and your mate will help you bear this burden.”
“You don’t get it. Our kind treasure that bond above all others because it nearly always produces faelings.
“But the mating bond has a soft spot in all fae hearts. Take my hand.”
“He is far from you. His heart and soul are dying. Shrouded in dark. You are the eye, the center, while he is the storm that rages.”
So don’t talk to him. Visualize Frazer; imagine the thread between you, and follow it to its source. Find his heart.”
Then, his nostrils flared delicately. Something dark and unnameable distorted his features. The scars on his face deepened, making them somehow more menacing than before. Stars, was he taking in our merged—our bonded—scents?
A fall. I was falling.
I cherished the thought that one day, no matter the distance or the ocean separating us, we’d find our way back to each other.
