His Mate Her Savior
Lily looks back at the prophecy, reading a passage out loud.
“Her descendent will be mated, to the son of the moon.’ HER descendent, not his. What was your mother’s last name, Madelyn, do you know?”
As she reads the line, I feel that same zing, that same pull to the words. I am her descendent, even if I have no idea what that means.
“My mother’s maiden name was Falkor.”
“How very appropriate that the descendant of the Guardian of the People is mated to the son of a Guardian,” an ethereal voice says behind me.
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