“I can show you instead,” Onyx offered, and Riannon felt herself drifting off to sleep. “This is what the Goddess told me to do—” her wolf whispered.
She trusted Onyx with her life and knew her better half would take good care of her.
However, she wasn’t expecting what happened to her next, and soon she found herself in the one place she never wanted ever to be again.
The day she died. Although not at the exact time of her death, she realised she had travelled back a few hours before the tragedy happened.
She couldn’t help but remember that time well, and a dull throbbing pain grew in her chest. This was unusual. She was sure she had overcome all the trauma associated with these memories. Yet now, seeing how her pack had gathered once again for what Brayden had explained was a blessing
