The Alpha King's Breeder
Sarah is in Moonrise, from what I understand, doing something with Blake’s mystics.
My stomach pinches, my chest caving inward just a touch, at the thought of what she’s seeing when she scries.
Josie rises, tucking a lock of deep golden blonde hair behind her ear, and turns to Maddy. “Anyone want coffee?”
Maddy gives her grandchild a soft smile in confirmation that she will, in fact, accept a cup. Josie’s blue eyes meet mine, but I can’t bring myself to even move, let alone speak. She looks so much like her mother and has every beautiful, wistful characteristic I’ve seen in the portraits and pictures of Isla scattered throughout the castle. It’s uncanny, honestly. She just nods, extending a
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