Chapter 27

It felt like my very soul was dying inside my chest. Connor didn’t talk much, but his presence brought me little comfort, knowing I still had one friend. I felt sick to my stomach, and I knew I would drown myself in this sorrow and defeat. Bile burned my throat, and I thought I would throw up. I whimpered at this sick feeling in my gut. No matter what I felt, Conri never appeared to comfort me. Pain rippled my chest as I struggled to shift and cope with Conri’s rejection. If this heartache got any worse, I was sure death would have been a mercy, and hours dragged on as I prayed to the Luna Goddess that death would come and take me. Soon.

CONRI’S POV

I was in a piss poor mood as I took a scolding hot shower and changed clothes. Rieka’s sorrow and hunger through the bond drove me insane to the point where I wanted to roar with irritation. Being on the fence like this would be the end of me. It had been three days since I rejected her, but I still longed for her. I missed her fresh,