“I don’t accept this fate,” she said simply. “I refuse it, and I refuse the guidance of the stars over my life.” “What does that mean?” I asked, my brows drawing together as I looked down at her hand between us and the heat of a furnace burning within her skin warmed me. “I cursed them,” she replied simply, like there was anything simple about that idea. “Each and every one of them. I cursed them and I swore to rip my fate from their clutches no matter the cost to me or my soul. I’ll see them burn, Caleb. And I’ll find him again in this life or the next before I’m done.”
