Chapter 68

"You're nothing like her."

"Not exactly...but I think that she was a High Prophet." He has gone still, and I try to speak in a soothing tone as I continue, "I...saw her final moments, Kennedy. I was with her-in a vision-and I felt everything she felt, thought everything she thought...and she had a direct connection with the Goddess Artemis."

"The High Prophet of Artemis..." He murmurs quietly but it sounds more like a statement. He's not surprised by this-which surprises me in turn. "You knew. You knew who and what she was, despite her hiding it—"

"I was her mate. O'course I knew." He runs his hands through his hair. It isn't tied back in a ponytail like usual. It falls on his shoulders in golden waves. "But it doesn't explain how you do."

"Because I have the same kind of connection with Hekate." He's like a statue again. "I...I'm the High Prophet of Hekate, Kennedy... the Prophet of Death."

He's caught off guard this time. I watch as a range of emotions pass through him. Disbelief. C