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Demi’s pov

The moment my bare foot touched the grass, I felt like running. I could feel the cool night breeze against my skin and when I looked up to the sky, the moon shone in full glory, casting its rays across the earth.

Go on, Harlyn urged.

I began to walk, barefooted against the ground and I walked in the direction away from the castle even if I was tempted to go there but I couldn't risk being seen and I knew that my mate may or may not be in that direction.

My insides turned at the thought of seeing him again and this time it could be him in human form, I couldn't stomach the rejection that would come, the disdain in his eyes when he would look at me and the desperation in me would disgust him.

I ventured deeper into the wounds, the moon cast an ethereal glow across the grounds and the smell of fresh grass teased me.

As I walked I could hear soft growls and grunts, I followed the sound moving closer, a scent teasing me sweeping me off my feet.

It was him and against my wish, my