I wanted to tell them I wasn’t going anywhere, but it wasn’t wise. The Morrigan had been right, giving too much information wouldn’t be helpful. By tomorrow evening, they’d know everything.
I’d have a lot to answer for. They knew I had my memories back. Maybe I could work with that to make them feel a little better.
“I remember my life before. Hiding what I was. Fearing what could happen. Knowing the safety of a lot of people depended on me. My male mate is a sweet, caring, misunderstood man. My female mate is strong, beautiful, and deeply wounded. When we were sepa
