Zane's POV
To say that I was disappointed would be an understatement. I know that they were trying to save me, but I hate that they had to lie and scar Phoebe to do it.
But I can't also not deny what they said about the two of us destroying each other. Though Phoebe's blood can't heal me, it could at least give me some relief from the poison.
It has bought me some time to look for my Phoenix blood mate. In the meantime, I have to think about going back home with Phoebe.
I have been blaming my mother and Godmother for keeping things from Phoebe, just like I am right now. Though I can't tell her about my fated mate just yet, I need to figure out where her headspace is.
She turned in my arms and slowly opened her eyes, our gaze met.
" Good morning," I said to her.
" Good morning
