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Home wasn't the same without Brent since graduation, before all the chaos began. I missed everything about him. I missed his smell, his energy and his smile. I missed the way he would show up at the exact moment I needed him to, as though he could sense that I needed him. Now that so much has happened, I need him even more.

The more I missed him, the more I realized that for the last four years, he had been in my life almost every day. He had been someone I was not comfortable being without. Brent was my protector. He was the other half of me. Now, he was my mate, which was something I was still getting used to understanding.

The world I once knew and most of the people I spent my life with, were not real to me. I belonged to a world of mystery and magic in the midst of the mundane life I had existed in for all this time.