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Story: Witch's Moon

She stared at him.

What made her the way she was?

Oh, she knew very well, and it wasn’t something she’d ever shared with anyone, and she wasn’t sure she could start now. Only her mother knew what had happened all those years ago. Her mother had been there at the end to pick up the pieces and try to put them back together.

“I love you, Regan.”She remembered Sardi’s words so clearly, even after two thousand years.

“I love you,” she’d replied, and she’d meant it. Then she’d turned away and whispered the words that had destroyed him forever and shattered her heart into a thousand pieces.

She shook her head to clear out the echoes from the past.

Love caused you pain. She’d nearly allowed herself to forget that.

She looked at Caleb. He was waiting for her answer, and something twisted inside her. She didn’t want to feel that pain again. Her wolf woke and whimpered. Wolf wanted Caleb. Regan forced her down and stood up straighter.

“It’s none of your business,” she said, and she could hear the ice in her voice. Something flickered in his eyes. She ignored it and continued. “I’ve managed on my own for over two thousand years. I think I can manage a little bit longer.”

Without waiting for an answer, she turned and stalked away.