I paused before asking, “Together?”
His cheeks took on a slight pink tinge. “I guess so. You, me, and Angel. Just like old times.”
Like old times…
For a moment, I felt completely lost, like the body I inhabited wasn’t my own. It was the aged flesh and bone of a man with nothing left. It wasn’tme.
Who was I anymore?
“Kass?” Halo called gently.
Across from me, one leg curled underneath his lithe body while the other dangled over the edge of the bed, looking at me with a curious and concerned expression, was my former mate.
Former. Because I broke us apart.
Halo’s brows furrowed. “Kass? Are you okay?”
“I’m just thinking,” I replied. I sat down next to him and stared at my hands, which balled into fists on my knees.
I felt Halo’s warm hand on my back. “About what?”
“I was wrong about so many things. About magic. I was scared because I didn’t know what the future would hold.” My fists clenched tighter in shame. “But I see Cinderhollow now, and magic is as casual as the weather, and there’s no fighting or cruelty. It’s not what I expected.”
“Because you never gave it a chance.” It wasn’t an insult, just a statement.
“I didn’t.” I lifted my head and stared Halo in the eyes. “But I need to know something.” I touched his hand and squeezed it. “Before this gets any more serious.”
Halo’s eyes flashed. The same flicker of darkness from earlier. “What is it?”
“Why did you do it?”
His voice became quiet. “Do what?”
I shut my eyes, pinched the bridge of my nose. If this rekindled relationship was going to work, my soul couldn’t handle any more secrets. I needed the truth from Halo. He was right in front of me, desperately close yet just beyond reach, and his horrible secret stood like a gaping chasm between us. One I didn’t dare to cross back then, but now…
“Halo, why did you kill that man?”
