Devon turned and grinned, lowering her serrated daggers to the holsters on her thighs. She rolled her shoulders. “Now that felt good.”

Hunter dropped to his knees in front of me and sobbed. I rushed over and put my hand on his shoulder.

The rest of The Coven stood staring at her. I felt their shock echo my own.

“Mom,” Tegan breathed.

Tegan, Cooper, and Bentley charged for her at the same time, like a switch was flipped. The three of them tackled her in perfect unison. Hunter swayed, his breaths hard and labored. I understood the feeling more than he knew. Tegan cackled and clapped her hands like a maniac. Cooper held his own head in his hands.

Bentley exhaled and gripped his locket. “I swear, it’s getting harder and harder to trust the process with this thing.”

“How do you think the rest of us feel?” Devon grinned and cupped his cheek. She winked then turned away from her children. Her pale green eyes widened. “Hunter.”

His breath hitched and his body trembled. I held onto him.

And then Devon was sprinting for him. I stepped back just as she dove for him, showing just where her children got their tackling skills from. She wrapped her arms around Hunter’s neck and held on tight. His fingers dug into her body, his knuckles white with how hard he held her, yet she didn’t seem to notice.

God, I want that.

My heart sank at my own traitorous thoughts. I looked away to give them their privacy and to stop my mind from attacking me again. I didn’t have the emotional strength to think about what it would feel like to finally be reunited with my own soulmate, now that she knew the truth of who she was to me. She knew she was my soulmate, but she didn’t know how long those roots had been growing. She didn’t know we’d once shared a long, long life together as husband and wife. She didn’t know how we raised a daughter. Now she knew. I was grateful for that moment she’d leapt out of the tunnel for me, the moment I knew she knew.

But my heart was greedy, and I could not settle for less than everything.

I needed her back.

Tenn stepped into my line of view, ducking his head down to meet my eyes. I didn’t know what he saw but his face fell. He frowned and nodded then squeezed my shoulder, which I realized was a common sign of affection in this Coven and one I’d already adopted for myself. He gave me a small smile. “Breathe, my friend,” he whispered.

I took a deep breath and the relief in my chest told me I might not have been doing that a moment ago. I nodded in thanks.