Kelly POV
He's here, and all I can feel is calm wash over me. How can someone so cruel have that effect on me? Why is the Moon Goddess so cruel?
Stupid, stupid mate bond!
I peer down at Ethan through the last bit of dead foliage hanging onto the tree branches around me. What used to be bright tangerine and deep wine colored leaves are now shriveled up shells of their former selves. much like myself.
Ethan's tall enough that his head almost brushes the lowest branch of the oak tree I've found my refuge in. A glare adorns his face, as it usual does when he's around me. His buttery gaze examines my skin from head to toe, assessing every inch of me.