Shade Shadows is what the pack calls a Keffer, a cursed name for a being without a wolf and therefore denied the moon goddesses' greatest gift, a mate.
She is Bullied, tormented, shunned, and finally slaved to the Night Court, the cruelest court in...
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•|•|• "For what Terrors does the Night Wolf hold? Is it only the night? Or things far worse?" •|•|•
[KAYOS]
The Night air blows through the strands of my hair. I remain still, a silhouette against the dark. My mind is far gone, deep in my thoughts.
I am not angry, disappointed perhaps. I still did not have concrete information about Shade. But It is her voice I heard in the endless. I swear it.
However, if she had been there, it is not something she would simply forget.
She says her dreams are far from mirroring mine. But her heartbeat heightens when she says so, and her lips quiver. Her eyes refuse to meet mine and her words overlap when she speaks.
These are things I do not overlook. When people lie, they often ramble. Shade says friends do not lie.
Perhaps she cannot remember her night in the endless. That is the only explanation. For, despite her denial, the feel of her delicate fingers against my forehead is something I cannot forget.
I catch a breath at the memory.
My heart swells within me.
Clues.
It is all the same with Selene. A bone here, a bone there. No flesh to feed my soul. My eyes trail the court below, the blobs of light exuding from the lamps the guards hold, disappearing in the darkness.
Shade is the key. That I am certain. Or this feeling within my soul would not exist.
If she had been in the endless, would she even know of it?
I am the liar in this equation. I am the one in the deceit of my true nature. I am the one who cannot answer her questions about my mate.
My eyebrows gather, and I feel foolish.
I had left her not in a rage, but because I did not wish to indulge in her line of questions.
That would only lead me to lie more. How was I to tell her that she was the key to finding my mate? Or that I was to mate regardless, to a woman I am betrothed if Selene does not show me mercy.
A betrothed I had no interest in knowing. One whose very thought made me forsake my sanity.
