Six Moons Of Desire
He kissed her fiercely, then left in a storm of rage.
Joanne watched him go, her hand stroking her stomach with a serpent’s smile. “As long as your father listens to me, child, you will inherit everything. I promise you.”
That evening, the sage arrived. Her eyes, clouded but sharp as steel, landed on Maxton the moment she entered. She grasped his hand, her voice trembling with reverence.
“He looks just like your father, my lord,” she whispered to Mason. “And he carries his power.”
Mason’s chest swelled with pride. Now it all made sense, the bursts of power, the uncontrolled visions. His son carried the bloodline unaligned with his wolf, just as his father once had.
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