Alisha's POVI didn't sleep the night of the proposal. Not from worry or from doubt. Just from the particular aliveness of someone who had received something so significant, their body hadn't caught up yet.I lay in my Blue Moon room with the ring on my finger and the mate bond humming at a frequency I'd never felt before. It was deeper, more settled, like something that had been slightly off-key for months had finally found its note.Joshua had driven back to Black Gold that evening. We'd sat in the Blue Moon garden until the stars came out, not talking much, just present, and then he'd kissed me at the packhouse door the way he kissed me now, like he wasn't going anywhere, even when he was, and he'd driven home.I'd lain in my room and understood that I was leaving.Not that night, not the next day. But soon. Properly and permanently.The decision wasn't difficult. That was the thing I hadn't expected. After the banishment, the months of rebuilding, the life I'd built here, I'd exp
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