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This time, Tony wasn't all smug. His eyes begged as he looked at me and Luca. "Zoe, Luca, come back with me, please? I'm selling the motorcycle—gonna save up for a bigger place!" My mind flashed to the flood. It was coming this fall. "Leave. Don't come near us again." "Zoe, you can't let Luca grow up without a dad!" "So what? He's got a mom—that's more than enough. I already changed his last name. He's Luca Zander now."

He informed Alex. "Gods never abandon their followers or their chosen ones; they always stand by the special ones. Hence, the reason why Ogundele, the son of Ladele, the son of Awero (his mother's name), is sitting in the middle of this shrine, at midnight is to get fortified. I plead with all the gods present in this shrine to accept him as the chosen one that he was destined to be. I seek your protection over him as he embarks on the war he is destined to fight. May he conquer all the forces he encounters in the course of the war. May he end up as the triumph." He chanted, as he gave Alex the cut.

My boyfriend, Emmett Carr, and I lived less than five miles apart in the same city. However, we never met more than twice a month. Whenever I asked when he was free, he always said he was busy with a recent work project. That continued until I accidentally discovered his travel records. He had purchased flight tickets for 48 out of the 52 weekends of the past year. He was flying to the country where his childhood friend, Cherry Lewis. was studying abroad. He would leave on Saturday morning and return late Sunday night, rain or shine. He flew there like clockwork, even more disciplined than when he was going to the office. The most recent date we went on was yesterday, at a cafe below h

"It's not so bad when you get used to it, Luna Iris. Believe me, it isn't. I know that it's hard for you, but I'm certain that you will adjust with time." "And if I don't?" I primped. "What if I never adjust, Jamison? What if my life only gets worse from here? What if everything turns out different from this point?" "The goddess always chooses two people who are highly compatible with each other. She never makes any mistake." He advised me. "If she had chosen you, then she had a reason for doing so. Keep the faith, Luna. I know that things would only get better." "Thank you so much for your kind words, Jamison. I feel a lot better now," I chimed happily.

"Excuse me? Marshall what is all this? What are you talking about? What mark?" "The one on your wrist. That sacred mark. Jay, you're the chosen one. You've alot to do and I advice you do it fast" He walks back to his seat and sits on it. "I'm confused" He just smiles and offers me a drink. "Marshall, honestly I don't need a drink now. What the hell is going on? You're alive and a principal in a school full of humans and you telling me about some purpose and mystery I have to unravel."

he insisted, and then turned to me "It's up to Khez to decide" they looked at me seriously as they waited for my answer. I looked carefully first in case someone would break down and give a sign "Let's go" I said and chose the left direction. They did the same they followed my choice. I was in the lead and they were behind me Is this really right? As my breath went in the direction I had chosen life got here it was not just a simple choice if not a serious choice of life decision.

“You did what?“ I was astonished. I couldn't believe the words I had just heard. My father had just confessed to rejecting his fated partner. “So you're saying that the both of you aren't mates. Is that what I'm hearing?“ Adam said in disbelief. “We are mates, that's what we're trying to tell you. We weren't originally chosen for one another but we chose each other” My father said. “But why? Why would you reject your mate? Did you not love her?“ I asked sitting down, this was all too much.

I said, voice steady despite the way my pulse thundered, “I’ve loved you in silence and I’ve loved you in fear.” Her eyes shone, but she didn’t interrupt. “I loved you when I walked away because I thought I wasn’t worthy. I loved you when I stayed because I couldn’t leave. I loved you when I thought I was dying and the last thing I wanted was one more minute with you.” I opened the box. “I don’t want a life built on war,” I continued. “I don’t want power for its own sake. I want mornings like this. Evenings like this. A future where we choose each other without hesitation.”

POV: Felicia "You keep looking for the girl you were supposed to become." I turned. No one there. My mark burned, and I understood the voice had come from the scroll still open in my lap. The ink shifted without moving, words surfacing that hadn't been visible a moment before. THE CHOSEN WILL BELIEVE HER WORTH MUST BE EARNED. SHE WILL BE WRONG. Then: BUT DO NOT MISTAKE BEING CHOSEN FOR BEING RIGHT.

"Yes! From now onwards, you are our chosen mate, my annoying human's chosen mate, or say HER CHOSEN MATE because she was the one who chose you first." "And I'm glad that I'm your last.", He muttered, capturing my lips, not mine but her. That's why I gave control of her body to her. . #THE END So, finally, this book has come to an end. Last but not least, thank you so much, readers, who spent their precious time and money reading this book. Please do give the same love and support to my other books as well. Since English is not my first language, please forgive me for the mistakes. Please rate my work by giving your precious reviews.