Angel's POV
Thank you.
The words moved through me like a warm prayer. I had never been entirely sure about the mechanics of prayer but tonight felt like evidence that someone was listening.
Thank you, God. You heard me. You actually heard me.
The moon goddess had spoken. Sheena had declared it in front of everyone - elders, warriors, the sea itself as witness - and the answer was Merrick.
Not Terrell.
Not Terrell.
I didn't want Merrick either, not particularly, not in the way that would make a marriage sensible - but Merrick had never given an order that ended my family. Merrick had kissed me soft and warm and then helped me run. Merrick was, at absolute minimum, not the man I had been running from since I heard the demise of my family.
Better Merrick. Better anyone. Better absolutely anyone than…
I took a step toward him.
Terrell's hand closed around my wrist.
"Where are you going?"
I turned. "The moon goddess said…"
