~Rafe~
"Grace has gone completely insane. She's nothing like her usual innocent self, first she's suddenly talking to an unseen person and now she's acting out. Is she in her heat? Humans don't go to heat except when their mate does" I tell myself. But then a claw unsheathes from her thumb, slicing my lower lip until I taste the copper tang of my own blood.
"How long has it been since we had our wedding ? How much longer would we wait for the consummation?" she whispers.
I lunge for her wrist to tear her away, but her grip turns iron-strong. A smile blooms on her lips.
"Make it stop, please," she tears away from me suddenly, her hands clamped together as she pleads with a shadow I can't see. "Freye, please take the curse away. I know you can!"
