#Chapter 105 – Wish

“God no,” Anton murmurs, steeping even closer even as he pulls his hand back, slipping it into his pocket. “Beatrice is not my mate - it’s impossible, June, she’s the most boring person I’ve ever met –“ I scoff, angry again. “Lots of people don’t like their mates when they meet them, Anton,” I snap. “That’s part of the process – learning to love your mate and trusting in the Goddess’s wisdom to pair you with someone who matches your soul –“ “Beatrice doesn’t match my soul,” Anton murmurs, shaking his head and twisting his mouth to the side, looking off at the horizon. “She’s faking it, June. I have no idea why – not really – probably as some scheme on Death’s part to drive a wedge between you and I. Because clearly, when we’re together we’re a powerful pair.” “We are?” I ask, looking up at him, baffled. “Juniper,” Anton sighs, looking back at me, taking his hand back out of his pocket and raising it to cup my cheek against his palm. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have flustered you. B