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alone, for they had only known an existence at their goddess's side. The creator meditated on this dilemma. Her werewolves had been excellent companions who deserved an equal reward. So Gaia gifted them with not just companionship, but also with passionate love, in the shape of companions for each of them. She modeled these new companions after both god aspects, ensuring universal balance. She gifted all she-wolves with he-wolves, and the other women with men.
    Soon with so many children born of the companions, Gaia’s tapestry became too big to manage alone. She called her three she-wolves and their companions away from earth, joining her to help with earth’s tapestry. The maiden was tasked with gathering life’s threads. The mother was tasked with weaving those threads into the tapestry of earth’s fate. The crone was tasked with clipping each thread when its time came.
    For many cycles all was well. Until one day the crone cut her gifted companion’s thread by accident, sending him into the otherworld. She cried, “Take me from this place! I am old and I wish to be with my he-wolf! My heart beats with him!” The creator was sad, for she could not grant the she-wolf her request. All three she-wolves were woven into earth’s tapestry as primary threads when they became aspects of Crone, Mother, and Maiden. They would never be able to follow their companions into the otherworld without destroying all life on earth first. The mother had born other she-wolves and he-wolves during time with her companion. Fearing similar sorrow of losing their companions for her children she shook with panic, causing the earth’s skein to tangle. Gaia consulted with each aspect to come up with a solution. All she-wolves and he-wolves born of these earth’s fates would be blessed with one lifelong mating. When one mate was fated for the otherworld, the other mate would follow. But to keep the Horned God aspect from having lust drive any mating, the God-King aspect added that matings could not be completed without both hearts open with love.
    Domek sighed, grumbling under his breath, “Full Moon! Nothing but the same tale told to us as pups.”
    He grabbed the next book, followed by the next. By the seventh book his eyes watered from non-stop reading, lids drooping from lack of sleep.
    Frustration crawled through him and he slammed the book shut. Blowing out a breath, he reached for another volume to continue reading.

Chapter 6
    Sadie still rested on the couch when Kara returned from her errands. She got about an hour of partial sleep after the mental unloading on Domek, amazed how draining one little story could be. Memories of Eridon prevented her from falling into a deep sleep, but the alpha’s fading scent blessedly offered relief and safety, allowing some relaxation.
    She hadn’t allowed herself true comfort by anyone since her mother’s death and had no idea where this feeling came from, but chose for the second time in her life to take a chance. It wasn’t the same type of chance . . . unlike how she had to convince herself to believe Eridon was the one for her; she was drawn to Domek as if caught in his orbit.
    Trusting in him is easy, like I’ve known him forever. Silly really. Sadie had proven she could be deceived with ease, but nothing ventured, nothing gained. At this point, what do I have to lose?
    “Hi, Sadie, are you okay? Wait, never mind, forget I asked that.” Kara smiled. “I know you’re drained, so I just want us to hang out and talk. I want to know about you . . . not how you got here. Just you. No stress. I have ingredients for cookies, so we’ll bake, we’ll eat, we’ll try saving some for the kids,” she added, “and you’ll share what you want.”
    Sadie nodded in agreement.
    “That sounds lovely, but I’ll warn you, I can’t bake. We lived next to a bakery my whole life, so I never had to, or felt any need.”
    “Oh. What did you do in Eureka . . . if you don’t mind sharing?”
    “I’m