Mated to My best friend
“Not yet. But he will. And when he does, he’ll move heaven and hell to protect you. You know that, don’t you?”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “It’s too late for that.”
“No,” she said softly, placing the shard on the desk. “It’s not.”
When she left, I stared at the glowing fragment for a long time. My hands trembled when I finally reached out and touched it.
Pain.
Blinding. Radiant.
I dropped to my knees, visions flashing behind my eyes. Flames. Chains. Screams. A woman who looked like me, kneeling before an altar. And blood, so much blood poured into the gem as the seal tightened.