Page 125 of Heart of the High King
“I think those were symptoms. I don’t know how much Carter told you, but I was kidnapped, and at the beginning, I feared I’d lost the chance to be with my mate. I feel like that was the last straw maybe for my dragon. Like if he couldn’t be with Sander’s dragon, he was out.”
Jeremiah liked that Rafe had a nickname for his mate, and the warmth in his voice as he said it made him smile. There was a great deal to commend about the new High King. Rafe was being ruthlessly honest about his life and his dragon. “That does sound like a good theory. From what I’ve learned, nothing is stronger than the bond between two mates. Like us, they yearn for their other half. If he believed he’d never have his other half, then he understood that to mean crossing the veil would expedite the process.”
“Yeah, like ‘come on, let’s get this shit over with so we can be rebirthed and be with Sander again.’ That’s kind of the conclusion I came to as well.”
“So, maybe that’s where we start. Focus on your matebond. It’s nearly complete, right? You’re just missing your dragon biting Aleksander. If we latch on to that last piece of it, maybe we can coax him back somehow.”
“That makes sense.”
“Okay, I’ll tell you what. I’m going to put together a plan for us and get together the list of things I want you to work on daily. I’ll have it ready by tomorrow. Maybe we could video chat?”
“Yeah, sure. Sander can help me figure out how to do that.”
“Great. Tell him I said hi, and I can’t wait to meet you in person.”
“Thanks so much, Jeremiah. I really appreciate your help.”
Jeremiah hung up and grabbed the binder he’d put together on the different ways he believed helped relax someone so they could reach their beast in a peaceful manner. Jeremiah worked quickly since he had to be up early to decorate the auditorium for the children’s play that opened tomorrow night; he’d overcommitted himself in some vain attempt to somehow fit into Court Wells and please the people who’d never found value in him.
