The Moonlight Spring That Would Never Boil for Me
My fated mate, Warren, heir to the Alpha of the Moonwatch Pack, was struck by a curse that left his wolf spirit broken.
At the price of burning away my own wolf spirit, I earned an ancient pack prophecies.
To lift his curse, I had to dance at the edge of the Moonlight Spring on every full moon, until the water of the spring came to a boil.
So month after month, I sacrificed up my wolf spirit and danced the Moon Goddess's sacred rite.
All I wanted was for the spring to boil, so he could take his place as Alpha and never be looked down on again.
But I danced fifty-nine times, until my wolf spirit was nearly in pieces, and the water never so much as simmered.
The night before the sixtieth