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Chapter twenty-three

Author: Valerie snow
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THE MOON’S CHILD

XENIA’S POV

The message was sitting on the edge of my desk.

I’d read it ten times already. Maybe more.

The moon’s child must not ascend.

I didn’t know who wrote it. Didn’t know where it had come from exactly. But I understood what it meant.

It was about me.

And it was about the baby.

There’d been whispers in Wintergreen teachings — stories I hadn’t paid attention to when I was younger. Prophecies, bloodlines, old gods choosing vessels.

Back then, I thought all of it was just myth.

Now I wasn’t so sure.

RICO’S POV

She didn’t say much the rest of the day.

I stayed nearby, like I had been lately, but I didn’t press. I knew the look on her face — not fear exactly, but something colder. Sharper. Like her mind was moving faster than her body could keep up with.

When I finally asked if she wanted to talk, she shook her head.

“I’m not ready,” she said. “Not yet.”

So I waited.

And later, when she stood in the middle of her chambers and said quietly, “I need to tell you somethi
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  • His Regret: Her Rebirth    Chapter Fifty-two

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