C29 TWENTY NINE

What Must Be Shall Be

ROSE

What must be shall be.

— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

No.

No.

No.

NOT DEREK. IT couldn't be. But the eyes. And then he shifted, trapped in the magical threads of power from my coven, the wolf shifted into man, and my beloved Derek lay there naked, staring at me with so much hate and pain.

I knew every inch of him