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Her own godmother

CLARA

The Rose packhouse used to feel like a home. A place I cherished but eternities had changed. My home felt alien and so did my son. I understood his rage. I did but his anger would be the thing to destroy him and whatever happiness he could garner. I had come back with the highest of hopes only for Alexios to shatter it without thinking twice. It made me think he was beyond saving. Perhaps that was what he wanted me to believe. I hated to admit it but if that was his plan, he was doing a swell job.

"Did it work?" I heard Elliot ask. The sound of his voice shook me to the core. I whipped my head backward and aced him. He was crouched at a corner of the hall. He has come here using his gifts but that didn't mean he wouldn't be in danger if my people found him out.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded, ignoring his question.

"I came to ask how it went down. Is the girl his mate?"

I ignored Elliot's ramblings and scurried left and right the hallways to see if anyone still stood
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