Callen mutters, “Fantastic. Love a good vague prophecy.”Poppy tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “But we do know one thing for sure.”“Which is?” I ask.Her eyes soften. “You have four mates for a reason. Ronnie said Eos needs anchors, moon, sun, life, death, dark, dawn. Balance in all things.”
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