"Mate, don’t do this to me," I whispered, desperation lacing my voice.
For a moment, hope flickered in my chest as I saw the yearning in her eyes. I was certain there was love for me too. But before I could even hold on to that hope, the high priestess raised her moonstaff, directing a beam of light straight at me. The last thing I heard before everything went dark was my mate's soft and regretful voice whispering, "I'm sorry."
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