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eclipsed it. Her crying tore at him, making him want to
stay if only to soothe her and take away her pain. The
feel of her close to him, her warmth and her scent,
chased away all reason and left him unsure what to do.
It would be so easy to surrender to her like he wanted
to, but he just couldn t.
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He had to leave. He had to ensure that no one knew of
his time with Nika, or at least no one who would inform
the Law Keepers. He couldn t trust that with Willem
dead, they were free. He couldn t risk Nika s life. He had
to protect her. She had been through enough for a
lifetime in these past few days.
The castle appeared in view and he continued towards it,
his heart growing heavier with each hoof beat that
brought him closer to it and closer to leaving Nika for a
second time.
When he reached it, he set Nika down, not trusting
himself enough to dismount. If he did, he would
probably stay.
Won t you at least let me tend to your wounds? she
said, holding herself and looking up at him with furrowed
eyebrows and solemn eyes.
He shook his head. I must return to my family.
She nodded, as though she had expected that answer,
and then sighed. He stared into her beautiful green eyes,
waiting for her to speak, knowing that she wouldn t let
him go so easily. He waited for another reason too. He
couldn t bring himself to leave her yet. He needed a few
moments more with her.
The light night breeze tousled the wavy strands of her
blonde hair, causing them to caress her tear-stained
cheeks. Her eyes grew wider and her rosy lips parted.
She was beautiful. His angel. She moved closer to the
horse and touched his leg. Swallowing hard, he placed
his hand over hers and held it, savouring the touch in
case it was their last.
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Will you ever come back to me? Her voice trembled
with the tears he could see forming in her eyes.
Those tears didn t mask the love in them and the hope.
He nodded, wished that he could speak and tell her that
he would return to her one day, but his throat felt too
tight to speak.
She managed a smile and pulled on his hand, forcing
him to lean over. The wound in his side burned fiercely
but he lowered himself anyway, intent on taking this last
moment with her even if it killed him. He closed his eyes
when her lips met his in a light kiss that cleaved his
heart in two and forever marked her name on it.
So you ll remember me, she whispered against his lips
and then released his hand. He straightened up and
looked down at her, right into her green eyes that were
bright with her tears and affection. I ll be waiting, for
eternity if that s what it takes.
He turned the horse away and closed his eyes as every
fibre of his being begged him to go back to her.
I love you, Winter, she whispered. I ll never love
another.
Unable to bear it anymore, he geed on Demeter and
rode into the woods. Tears stung his eyes and he cursed
himself for doing this. It broke his heart to leave her
there but he didn t have a choice. It had to be this way.
Even if it took forever to find a way, he silently swore
that he would return one day.
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Chapter 18
Nika leaned her elbows on the warm stone wall that
surrounded the balcony and stared out into the night.
The breeze held the scent of summer, of pine trees and
meadow flowers, and the lingering heat of day. Her gaze
tracked the sickle moon as it rose into the inky sky. The
stars were pale against their backdrop and struggled to
sparkle. She heaved a sigh, content to wait for midnight
to come and true night to reign so she could see the
heavens in all their glory.
Each night since Winter had left her she had come to
this place to watch the world, to wait for his return. Each
morning she had written everything down in her diary so
she would remember all the things that she wanted to
tell him, the experiences that she longed to share with
him, and her unwavering feelings.
Her heart had grown heavier each day that she went to
her bed alone, only to sleep so she could rise again the
next night and watch for him. It had only been two
months, but it felt like eternity.
Since his departure, the full moon had risen twice and
twice she had changed. Dmitri, the lord of the
werewolves, had helped her through her first time. He
had mentioned that he had been fulfilling a request and
her heart had ached to realise that Winter had asked
him to personally look after her. Her first time hadn t
been nearly as frightening or painful as she had
expected. Under Dmitri s expert guidance, she had
managed to relax enough to allow the change to
progress naturally and although it had hurt and it had
scared her, it had been more exhilarating than anything
else.
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She had run through the woods, just as she had told
Winter she would.
She had been free.
The wind had rushed against her face and through her
hair. The world had been crisp and sharp, her vision
amazing even in the low light. Her hearing and sense of
smell had been off the scale. She had spent hours
exploring the woods and growing used to moving as a
wolf. It had been incredible.
She had only wished that Winter could have been there
to run with her, to share her joy and excitement. It had
been the first time since becoming a werewolf that she
had been glad to become one. She had written about it
in her diary in very intricate detail. Every scent she had
smelt and sound she had heard, everything that she had
seen through new eyes. She was sure that he would
want to hear that she had done well, and that she was
strong now, no longer the weak and frightened girl that
he had protected all those weeks ago.
The moon had risen a little higher while she had been
lost in her thoughts. The sky had grown a little darker.
Voices rose up from the gardens far below her and she
watched a group of people crossing it. It was the guards. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]