All The Queens Kings - Book 8
Like he was calling to me.
I told Hunji, the first thing my wolfman asked was if it was Aodh, It wasn’t. My vision was of the future. I was older, Lamia was older. So, I knew it had nothing to do with what we were about to face. And I knew myself and Lamia would see the future.
Again, nothing is set in stone, one tiny change in an event and the future I see, could also change.
“Not really,” I finally reply to Hunji, reaching over and taking his hand. I twine our fingers together and feel the pull between us, a subtle tingle of our bond. A bond we chose, a bond we fought to keep.
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