“What do you mean?” the Goddess asks, grinning at Jesse, clearly a little entertained and looking around the room as if she’s going to see Jesse’s mate hiding in a corner or something. “Of course you’ve met your mate – that’s how it works! My magical gifts can’t develop until your mate comes along to spark them – that’s why I gave you the mates. But also,” she laughs again as she shrugs, “for fun.”
A little pulse of shock goes through me as the Goddess admits this – both that Jesse has a mate and that, somehow, he’s met her. And the confirmation that magic develops once you’ve met your mate…god, but that’s important news.
Down our bond, I feel Jackson go still – anxiety turning in him as he wonders why his magic developed so soon before he met me.
“I – I’m sorry, Goddess,” Jesse says,
