Elise’s voice was soft and sure when she continued, “He is Calamity. He is mine. The first time Cal kissed me, I knew it like I knew my magic, my heart, my hands. The kind of knowing that is instinctive and soulful even when it is new and terrifying.” She caressed his cheek with the backs of her fingers, her voice dropping to a whisper. “He is mine and I am his. Forever.”
