Mated to my Ex's Lycan King Dad
The way she lingered near the pod, her hand hovering just above the cold surface as if seeking some connection, spoke of a desperate yearning.
"That's... why... Eason..." I whispered, the words tasting like ash in my mouth.
Astarte finally turned towards me, her eyes filled with a storm of emotions – fear, despair, and a flicker of something that might have been anger.
"Yes," she rasped, her voice thick with unshed tears. "And I can't apologize enough." She looked away. "I had not known that... That you were the one to bring light back to Charles' life." She stroked the surface. "There were other targets, other methods... Not other healers per se, but I could have made do..."