Howl at the Moon, Love
Aislyn replied carefully.
“Guurl, whomever they pick, to lay is theirs for life. As in, mating one in the full moon’s light is seen before their goddess as a full mateship. It’s like getting married and actually fulfilling the vows.”
Aislyn chugged her drink after hearing that. Fermented cherry always gave her a kickback and burned all the way down but nothing seemed to calm the ache in her heart.
Candice, the voice of reason, pulled the tall, thin glass from Aislyn’s lips quickly after.
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