KAELThey were true mates, and they both knew it. And yet, when I looked at them, there was nothing resembling joy.The mating ceremony should have been a celebration, but their hollow eye contact made it feel more like a funeral.Where there should have been sparks, there was only smoke. Where there should have been wide-eyed eagerness, there was only dull weariness.True mates were supposed to burn. They were supposed to look like two halves of a flame meeting again after years of searching. But my son and my goddaughter looked like strangers forced to share the same air for an agreement made between their parents, rather than the Moon Goddess.It unsettled me more than I wanted to admit. They could fool others, but I was smarter and always several steps ahead.I knew my son. Damian had never dated anyone, never kissed or touched, never tested his charms on pack girls the way others his age did, at least not that I was aware of. That alone should have made him grateful. He had alway
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