TEN

Death was…not what I expected it to be.

Death was dark and cold, with a steady beep and pain. The pain was the worst. I felt it everywhere. Would I be meeting the Moon Goddess with the memory of every physical pain I had gone through before my death?

Perhaps not.

This pain wasn’t physical. It was everywhere, but it originated from one source. I rued every second I spent there, not knowing what state my body was in.

I remembered everything. Every punch, every kick, every painful word Frazier inflicted way beneath my skin. I remembered my weakness. I remembered my mate sitting there, not doing anything until he was sure I was about to die, so I would think in my last moments that he actually cared about me.

I was in limbo, I guessed. The Moon Goddess had not arrived yet. I was only just swimming through my time on earth and the memories that came with it.

Every moment I spent with Selena, laughing, baking, yelling, crying, painting.

And that’s when I felt a sharp, fiery texture i