Death's Widow by Lori Aisling

Author:Lori Aisling [Aisling, Lori]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-09T16:00:00+00:00

This Might Sting a Little

With my business sorted, it was time to head back to the realm I used to call home. I needed to pack a small bag, yet I dreaded going into the bedroom I shared with my love. I wasn’t ready and it evoked so much emotion, but there were a few things I needed, and I refused to leave without them.

With a heavy heart, I entered the master suite. I pulled the tote from our closet and hurriedly shoved a few changes of clothes in the spacious bag. Walking back over to our bed, I picked up Callon’s t-shirt from where I left it, folded neatly. My hands shook as I brought the cotton to my face and his scent assaulted my memories. God, I missed him. Placing it gently on the top of the bag, I then opened the drawer to the nightstand on my side, and pulled out a stack of perfectly creased stationary. These were the penned notes he would leave on his pillow when he left before I awoke. He joked about me saving them, saying after enough time passed, we would have to dedicate a room to storing them. I didn’t care- I wanted every single one. They meant more to me than any gift he ever bestowed upon me. Now that he was gone, their value was priceless. I placed a stack of them on top of the t-shirt and zipped the tote closed.

There was only one other gift that meant more. Walking to the mirror in the closet, I pulled up my hoodie and turned so I could see my back. Our binding mark. The intricate infinity symbol branded me as his. I will own you, Amara. You will be mine. For eternity. His words were like the warmest caress whispered in my mind and I closed my eyes, remembering the way the deep purr of his voice could soothe and excite me simultaneously.

It was still there, but it was faded. I couldn’t tell if it’s lost more luster since the last time I looked, but I would probably deny it even so. It was infinitely my most precious possession- if you could call it that. It was my link to him. To me, it was proof he was still alive. It might have faded, but it wasn’t gone. That told me maybe he was far away; perhaps held prisoner on an abandoned realm. Or injured, somehow. If the plan Jer overheard was indeed valid, he could be alive, but weak as they siphoned his power. The thought made me wheezy, but hurt wasn’t dead, and he could heal. I only needed to find him.

Giving the room one last look, I allowed myself a moment of weakness by letting my mind drift to the past. Remembering his embrace, the feel of his flesh against mine, the fire in his eyes, and his commitment to me. His love washed over me and I shuddered feeling the tears burning as my vision blurred.

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