“I’m sorry,” I say to Bjørnar as I once again lie in his arms, reacting to my latest heartbreak. Again I’ve barely met my mate before the elves had him killed. “I only seem to cry when I’m around you. There is no time for something else.”
“That’s what I’m here for, my love. Don’t fear; I will always be here for you, no matter what,” Bjørnar whispers to me and wipes away a tear.
Behind me is Caleb, who just entered our room. He strokes my naked back then kisses my neck softly before talking gently to my ear. “Celeste, the woman who came with you yesterday. She says she has an urgent message for you and needs to talk to you as fast as possible. She understands that losing a mate might be hard, but she thinks you need to know what she knows.”
I look up at Bjørnar, who smiles gently at me.
