MATES: REMNANTS OF A BETRAYED BOND
The short panda kept jumping up, hitting his drumstick on the buzzer at the door, over and over.
Ridiculously annoying.
“Watchlords are coming, Selene,” Artemis panicked, pressing her ear to the door. “They must have realized you aren’t at Briarhold.”
The ten minutes were up too soon.
A tear fell down my cheek as I hesitated to respond, my brain protesting, my heart crushing. The multiverse was waiting for a beat.
Selene’s mulberry eyes never left me.
“Return to Briarhold now. If the watchwords see this, it's the cold stars torture. Do you want your powers frozen until even the moon no longer answers you?” Artemis hurried over to grab her wrist, tugging her. "Please go, Selene."
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