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None of us could miss the implication there, but Lucien and I maturely ignored it completely.
I had a really bad case of slutterbrain.
“Anyone who touched you and didn’t appreciate the fucking gift they were given deserves to die.”
“This is what we do for each other, no questions asked and no need to thank. We stand together so none of us will ever fall.”
Or maybe I’d been reading too many romantic fantasy stories
No such thing
“And you are not your parents. If we don’t learn and do better, then what is the point of living at all?”
morning people were the worst. Straight up sociopaths.
“And just to be clear, I’m not a princess in a fairytale!” My voice rose significantly. “This is my animal sidekick, but I repeat, not a princess.”
And there he went again, romancing me like a psychopath. Guess I was one too since I liked it.
“Love is not weakness,” I told him, as serious as I’d ever felt.
Logic doesn’t have to fade under love. I promise.”
Energy spiked down to my gut as butterflies took flight, giving me all the good endorphins. If this was what love felt like, then it didn’t surprise me that humans and supernaturals fought and killed for it daily. And I stood by my belief that this was the sort of love that could expand to include as many members of your family as you needed. Infinite love.
With that came hope, and we all knew that if love was the most dangerous emotion in the worlds, hope was a close second.
“I own my own bookstore,” I said, feeling a longing for it come over me, “and I couldn’t imagine running any other business. I mean, I match shifters with books and make lives better. I look at reading as food or medicine for the soul.”
“Cutting from the arts, which is also the first place people turn for entertainment. Authors, actors, painters. All of this is soul food, and without it, there would be a massive increase in depression and other mental health issues. We need to start nurturing our artists.”
100% agree
“War and revolution are often the same thing.” I shrugged. “Maybe, but I like the sound of a revolution better.”
“One day, though, we will face these battles together. I’m not a queen to cower behind her king. I stand at your side, or I don’t stand with you at all.”
