Tears streamed down her cheeks, but finally she nodded.

Not wanting to hesitate and risk changing his mind, Puck lifted the shears from his chest...and cut.

45

Gillian knew the exact moment her bond with Puck broke, because what remained of her heart broke with it. Wave after wave of sorrow eroded the contentment she'd managed to obtain. Grief replaced exhilaration.

Every cell in her body mourned the connection with her husband.

Once, she'd gone five hundred years without him, and she'd (mostly) thrived. Now, she couldn't go five seconds?

The metal band around Puck's wrist unclicked and fell to the ground. Like the final gong meant to call warriors home from battle.

She gazed at her husband--her ex--who watched her with a blank expression, and she wanted to vomit. Had he reverted to the Ice Man? No, no. He no longer hosted Indifference, so he had no need of the ice. Unless he just didn't want to deal with his emotions?

No! He wouldn't summon the ice, not around her. He'd promised.

Had he fallen out of love with her, then? Had her unhappy ending arrived?

Had she fallen out of love with him?

She looked from Puck to William, who watched her expectantly. As she peered into his ice-blue eyes, love overshadowed mourning but...that love was still seeded in friendship. She had zero romantic interest in William.

Her attention zoomed back to Puck, and her heart began to race, spurred into action by

love and lust, an unfathomable amount of each, and fully romantic.

Her gaze searched Puck's unreadable face.

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