Book 8: Telling Ella

Kenna

The willow tree wasn’t touched during the battle. I’m not sure how I would have felt if we’d walked up and found it destroyed. Some of the tension in my chest eases as Evander parts the curtain of branches and ushers me inside the shaded haven of our youth. 

My gaze sweeps over the cool, shady clearing before I turn to my mate and finally let out a deep breath. It seems like I’ve been holding it since I woke up this morning. 

“What do we do?”

Evander paces with his hands tucked in his pockets, his brow pinched in thought. “You and Brie will go to Veiled Valley, immediately.”

“But–”

“It’s the best option other than sending you both to Maatua,” he cuts in. 

I rest my back against the tree trunk, crossing my arms under my breasts. “I won’t just run away and let others fight my battles. I’ve spent my entire life doing that!”

“We have to think about Brie now,” he says, meeting my eyes. “And our future c