Ella It is, indeed, a long climb. Cora and I are panting by the time we get to the top, and even though Sinclair took Rafe from me halfway through the hike I have to take a moment to catch my break when we pull ourselves up to the final level. Roger has the indecency to look a little smug about
The temple, inside, is different than the ones that we’ve been in before. While the desert temple was elegantly sparse, and the city temple was sweeping and impressive, this one is…cozy. The architecture is still bright and wide, but you can tell that women live here and treat it as a home. As I loo
Cora My heart is pounding as I follow my mother into the chamber beyond, as Roger shuts the door behind us. My mother crosses the room with ease – almost seeming to float. And then I blink in surprise as I realize that…she probably is floating. I mean, she’s here – she’s corporeal – but it’s all
My mother laughs again, snapping our attention back to her. “No, my daughter,” she says, smiling and shaking her head. “You misunderstand me. What I mean to say here is that…hmm,” she looks up at the ceiling as if thinking it through. “It is difficult to put into words…I do not use them often.”
Cora My eyes flash open as I gasp, fascinated and thrilled at the having finally, finally met my wolf – who has been here all along - My mother smiles warmly at me, but when I turn to Roger I only see shock on his face as he stares at me with wide eyes. “Can you – can you sense her?” I ask, th
But, as much as I want it, I also want it to be special. Knowing my mate, he’ll want to sink his teeth into me in the back of that RV – if not before - but…no. I want something more than that. Quite suddenly, though, another question crops up in my mind. “Does this mean…um,” I hesitate, also tryin
Cora “What?” I ask, confused. I – I have a gift? I quickly search for it within myself but…it’s not there. I mean, I know how Ella’s feels – she passed it to me before, I carried it – but there is nothing in me now that feels anything like that… “Yours is different from your sisters,” the Goddes
“Why not?” He asks, and I can sense his mild disappointment. “Because!” I say, slapping his shoulder playfully. “We’re in my mom’s house – there are people that live here! We’re not just going to like, throw down here in the back of the temple –“ “Why the hell not?” he asks, looking at me like I