Avery’s POV
The storms continued into the next morning. It turned the paths between the garden beds into thick mud that built up on my boots until I had to scrape it off with a piece of wood.
The Full Moon was approaching, the second month since I had mated with the stranger in the woods. I wandered through the trees in my sanctuary and reflected on how different my life would be if that hadn’t happened.
Would I still be living in my father’s house? Would I still have married Gideon?
Ryan would still have betrayed me, I knew. Zara’s scheming was too effective, and his will was too weak. But if I hadn’t run off into the woods that night, would I have entered my first heat and been marked?
I had done magic to attract Gideon’s mate to him, but the mate it had brought was false and ins
