Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha
she said, stepping toward me and reaching out to steady my hand with hers, "but sarcasm and wits won't help us if this is who I think it is, because my family doesn't leave messages unless they're ready to collect a debt."
I opened the window and the scent of the lily hit me immediately, and it was cloyingly sweet, almost like it was trying to mask the smell of the pine and the morning dew. I reached out and took the ring, and it was heavy, solid gold, with a single word engraved on the inside of the band: Resurgam.
"I shall rise again," Iris translated, leaning over my shoulder while she stared at the ring like it was a cursed object.
"A bit dramatic for a Tuesday," I muttered, trying to fi
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