Chapter 105 – Wish

• “God no,” Anton murmurs, steeping even closer even as he pulls his hand back, slipping it into his pocket. “Beatrice is not my mate - it’s impossible, June, she’s the most boring person I’ve ever met –“
• I scoff, angry again. “Lots of people don’t like their mates when they meet them, Anton,” I snap. “That’s part of the process – learning to love your mate and trusting in the Goddess’s wisdom to pair you with someone who matches your soul –“
• “Beatrice doesn’t match my soul,” Anton murmurs, shaking his head and twisting his mouth to the side, looking off at the horizon. “She’s faking it, June. I have no idea why – not really – probably as some scheme on Death’s part to drive a wedge between you and I. Because clearly, when we’re together we’re a powerful pair.”