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Natalie
Iopened my eyes, but didn’t move. I vividly recalled everything that had happened at the ball and wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep. But as much as I wanted to believe everything had been a dream, it hadn't been. And the sooner I faced that, the quicker I'd be able to solve this.
There were only two ways to solve this, and I knew it. I closed my eyes and sighed heavily. I could reject one of them or be with them both. Those were my options. But even if Lucian and Rumir ever managed to resolve their differences, how could I possibly be mated to a dragon, Goddess’s son or not?
A wolf and a dragon together How was that going to work? I’d never even seen a dragon before I came to this realm. I still remembered standing there in shock the first time I ever saw one fly by on my first day exploring the City of Souls.
Its sheer size had blotted out the sun. The claws on its feet were as big as my whole body, and its long, scaly tail had showcased a mix of breathtaking colors. But in reality, I knew nothing about dragons. Our physical differences seemed so great.
Rumir would transform into a dragon, not a wolf. How would a relationship between us work when his eyeball was the size of my head?
But there was no denying the pull I’d felt towards him.
My head was spinning. I’d figure that out eventually, but right now, in the darkness behind my closed lids, the vision that had rocked me to my core reappeared. And right away, the same feelings I’d experienced when I had it began to weigh me down.
Anger.
I wasn't sure what to make of the images I'd seen, but I knew it had been a warning. The problem with having visions so strong yet vague in detail was that sometimes I had no choice but to keep them to myself.
If I was to tell anyone what I'd seen, I might put them in a state of panic. And there was no guarantee that what I saw would happen. The future was constantly changing. Often in the past, visions I’d had never happened. And other times when my visions did become reality, they weren’t the same as I’d seen them.
After what happened with Ruby, Axel, and Xavier because of my intervention, I wasn’t sure speaking of my vision to anyone was a good idea. At least, not yet.
Besides, I might not have been the only Enchanted to have this vision. It wasn’t unheard of for several of us to see the same thing at the same time. And since the Goddess hadn’t spoken to me herself the way she had on Earth, I wasn’t going to let this consume me.
I’d be alert to any changes I sensed in this realm. But really, what could I do without causing others to worry, maybe unnecessarily?
Especially since a part of me didn’t want to get involved in anything that might risk the lives of others. Not again.
Rumir.
His name echoed in my mind, and I sighed. The Goddess had granted Ruby two mates, but Axel and Xavier were both pureblood werewolves. How would a relationship between a werewolf and a dragon work?
He’d looked at me with such excitement, happiness, and relief—exactly the response I'd hoped to get from my mate. Only this time, I'd been the one to step away.
I opened my eyes, my chest growing heavy with emotion. I was angry at myself about my reaction to him. It was the same way Lucian had reacted to me and I'd been upset with him because of it. But the way I’d treated Rumir was almost worse because I'd been in shock.
I’m still in shock!
So, what was I going to do? Rejecting Lucian wasn’t an option. Things between us were moving steadily and at a perfect pace, not too fast or too slow. I could still feel the kiss we'd shared. And even though he'd pulled away, I understood his reasons.
When I’d met him, I’d thought I was finally going to have the life I’d missed out on. I was going to be able to spend an eternity in a beautiful realm with my mate. The loneliness I’d been feeling since I’d arrived was clearing like a cloudy sky. But it hadn’t been perfect, not yet.
I had seen the tug-of-war in his eyes, the fire to claim me battling with his need to remain in control. It was something we'd have to talk about eventually, but now, it was the least of my problems.
The most pressing problem at the moment was Rumir. Or rather, the way I felt about him. Because even though I’d only met Rumir once, he was already taking up so much room in my thoughts.
A god. I was mated to a god. Why did the Goddess do this to me?
I could smell Rehema, and in my peripheral vision, I caught a glimpse of her sitting across the room by the window. I turned my head to look at her and saw her staring out the window, a deep frown etched onto her face. Beyond her, the world outside was illuminated by the morning sun, but she was still in the dress she’d worn to the ball.
Rehema looked my way, and the creases between her brows vanished, but neither of us spoke. As I stared at her, my emotions overflowed. As tears began to stream down my cheeks, she got up and crossed the room to climb onto the bed with me. We sat side by side, our backs against the headboard, and I allowed her to hold me.
I’d started sobbing out of frustration, but it quickly turned into horrible wailing about my whole situation.
I combed my hair back from my face to avoid the strands sticking to my cheeks, and she rubbed my back. I’d held in all my loneliness and all my worries ever since I'd arrived. I’d been trying to be strong, but I’d hit my limit.
“It was all real, wasn’t it?”
