Rise of the Druid Queen (Fae Court #2)

Chapter 78

Yumekui's last visit left a mark on me far beyond the physical. My mind remains a haze of fragmented and scattered pieces of a puzzle I’m too weak to assemble.

I remember the feeling of her presence, cold and consuming, like a shadow that lingered long after she was gone.

I remember the sharp, searing pain, the way her touch drained more than just my strength.

And then, nothing—just the fog, oppressive and unrelenting.

I close my eyes, trying to push through the hunger, to resist the primal urge clawing at the edges of my sanity. But the ache doesn’t fade; it deepens, growing more insistent. It’s not just hunger. It’s need—raw, unfettered, and terrifying in its intensity. It’s a need that only my mate can fulfil.