Warnings

Nyx Pov

It's hard. Visiting my deceased mate with my daughter and my king. Jasmine and I were talking until I felt a sudden breeze around me. The smell of rainwater flooded my nose, and at once, I knew. I somehow knew this was my mate. I looked at Jasmine, my beautiful daughter, getting ready to tell her, when I saw she was looking at me the same way. She knew. She may not have known the significance of the breeze, but she knew it was her mother. I, on the other hand, knew I needed to get in touch with a medium friend of mine. The only way I could feel my mate's presence somehow is if she was stuck in this realm as a spirit. Sometimes, spirits do not move on unless they have unfinished business, or their graves are disturbed. Seeing as her grave looks fine, that means she has unfinished business. I intend to contact her and find out what.

Jasmine POV

The ride on the plane back home was quiet. Ava, Harmon, and her mate, as well as Ava's best friend, were all asleep. Being in battle h