(Nisha)
Soleil’s very essence seemed to ebb and flow. Her face was stuck between a mix of shock and p.ain.
She fell to her knees, and the world felt her anguish.
But her anguish wasn’t for this world; it was because she couldn’t control it. The Earth she helped create didn’t sympathize, and it wanted its revenge.
My powers felt blocked, either by whatever deep magic was ringing through what used to be a small clearing or because I was suppressing them somehow.
But that was the least of my worries. My darkness, my night, seemed so insignificant at the moment.
But still, I felt him; I sensed him coming closer; that warm golden bond went taut, and my gaze followed where it led. His forest green eyes were on me. The same eyes of his wolf the first night I saw him months ago.
Gods did
