Chapter 38

• Magnus was gone—actually gone. I had just discovered who my mate was, only to lose him in a matter of seconds. Nothing made sense except the overwhelming longing I could feel from him, and the maddening urge to chase after him into the darkness.
• Ember stood silently, her eyes reflecting a quiet acceptance. I didn’t bother asking if she had known all along. At this point, nothing would surprise me. She likely figured it out weeks ago.
• Kira’s voice screamed inside me, berating us both for our blindness. It’s strange how the signs can be right in front of you, yet you remain oblivious until it’s too late. The odd pull I felt toward Magnus, the constant need to be near him, to touch him—all a result of the mate bond. The gloves he always wore, never leaving his side. A small part of me wondered why he hid the truth from me, but it didn’t matter now. He was gone, accused of a crime he could never commit.