Sleep came peacefully in the arms of my mate. But when my eyes opened again, I was no longer in our bed. I was lying in a place of impossible beauty—lush, vibrant grass beneath me and the rhythmic melody of a crystal-clear waterfall nearby.
As I stood and moved toward a sun-drenched clearing, a radiant light began to coalesce. I knew that warmth instantly; she had visited Jackson and me once before, just after we had marked one another.
The Moon Goddess, Selene, sat gracefully at a round stone garden table. "Come, my child," she beckoned.
I took the seat across from her, my heart racing. "Amethyst, I must speak with you and your wolf." At her words, Sable emerged from the treeline, her silver fur shimmering as she sat at my side and bowed her head in reverence to our creator.
Confusion
