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Chapter 98

Feyre’s POV

It had been two weeks since Dymon left the island and it wasn't any easier to accept. I tried, for the most part, to act as normally as possible. I went to meals with my family and got to know them. I went for walks through the garden with my grandfather and heard more tales— not just of my mother— but of the island and dire wolves even.

I spoke to Dymon, but only sometimes, on the phone he got me. He sent text messages and I would stare at them for hours, days even, before I replied.

I was angry, I think, although I did not dare say it. I didn’t think it my place or right to ask why, to tell him not to go. So I remained silent and occasionally told him I was fine whenever he checked in.

That he would run so suddenly, without any explanation after the night we shared threw me off entirely. For a moment, I’d thought there was something between us.

Something past the desire that was keeping us going.

He hadn't even let us entertain the thought, or really talk about it all be
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