The Alpha King's Breeder
“I know Skye is going to start school this fall, and your season with the philharmonic begins around the same time but… that’s weeks away, and I wonder if you’d be–if she’d be happier, perhaps, coming back to Crescent Falls for the rest of the summer.”
I swallow past the lump in my throat. I can’t form words. Not yet. Not now. Of course, I’ve been going over our options lately. How could I not? I’m living in Maeve’s castle–Maeve, who’s preparing for war if it comes to that. I’m in Moonrise, which is, by all accounts, shut down completely. I don’t know if Skye’s school will even open for the fall semester at this rate. I don’t know if the philharmonic season will begin on time. Everyone is ho
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