Fate was playing a perilous game bringing them together. Marrok would never do anything to endanger his mate, even if it cost him his own sanity. She didn’t deserve to be caught up in his struggles.
“Listen to me carefully, Evelyn. Do not call for me again. This game, it’s not one you can win.”
“What game?” Her eyebrows drew tight, irritated by his incessant presumption she was somehow responsible for his arrival.
“The one you don’t even know you’re playing,” he clipped.
Marrok turned and marched into the forest. Evelyn wanted to call out to him, but Theron drifted back into sight, his kaleidoscope eyes swirled with shades of violet and silver.
He pointed towards the wolf, who was now standing next to Nora. Then to the vampire. Eden stood at his side. All four were focused on the demon’s retreating back.
Theron’s eyes sparkled with magic as he once again made a silencing gesture.Saatushe whispered in her mind.
The pieces clicked into place and Evelyn smiled.