Zara's POV

As the goddess let forth a wrenching cry, a surge of agony coursed through my entire being.

I let out a gasp as the agony spread throughout my body.

As the goddess grieved for her mate, I could sense every feeling she was experiencing, listen to her inner monologue, and see him through her eyes.

I turned my face away; I could not continue to watch.

I couldn't help it.

The goddess's grief over losing her mate was palpable to me as well. I could ...