Malrik
“Moon Goddess, Keeper of Fates, hear me. I do not ask lightly... but I beg you, see the truth that lives in my heart, later tonight.” It is a cry deep within Raven and me as we gaze up at the moon, snout in the air, heart heavy and in pain. We could take it no more. Daisy needed to be ours.
The full moon’s rise gripped the night like a living thing, the sky split open in a wash of molten silver that made the entire forest seem to breathe. Deep inside my chest, a low hum began to vibrate, matching the ancient call in my blood.
She agreed.
A sob almost broke free from my chest, one I barely swallowed. It wasn’t sadness but hope. The kind of raw, desperate hope that a man only lets slip when he knows his Creator is hearing him. Raven is already in pieces inside me.
Tonight, u
