XADEN POV
“I must admit,” Burke said with mild distaste, taking in our surroundings, “I was not expecting to return to Moonstone for the foreseeable future. And I certainly did not expect you, of all people, Xaden, to want to come back, especially after how the last visit went.”
“Believe me,” I muttered. “I never wanted to come back to this place.”
“Then…” he drawled, “would you please remind me what business we have here?”
One day had passed since I found that bracelet at the border, and I found myself waiting at the front door of Moonstone’s packhouse. I let my gaze wash over the rest of the town that felt like a distant memory and a lurking shadow all at once.
Small, private businesses and homes that I’d passed by on my first trip here, which seemed like such an innocent time in h
