Because home isn't a place anymore.
Home is a person.
Home is Josie.
I smile.
And for perhaps the first time in my life, I decline something I once desperately wanted.
“My Lords and Ladies, I thank you for your generosity.”
I bow respectfully.
“But I have no wish to leave Earth.”
The four Lords blink.
Even their mates look surprised.
“You don't?” Lord Kael asks.
I cannot help smiling.
“No.”
My grin widens.
“You see… I have just found my mate.”
Four male grins immediately appear.
Four female smiles bloom.
The entire room practically lights up.
Lord Thorne actually pumps his fist.
“Yes!” he shouts.
His mate laughs.
“Told you.”
Lord Alaric rises from his throne.
“Then congratulations are—”
Pain.
Agony.
The matebond—still fragile and new—feels as though it’s breaking.
“Myrrin,” I murmur.
The joy inside me vanishes.
Replaced with heartbreak.