His Prophesied Luna
Once the introduction was made, Kiara swallowed and braced herself for whatever backlash or rejection she’ll get given her name and the stigma around it, but they just continued to look at her.
Devon pinched her waist softly, “speak to them,” he said in a hushed tone, and her mouth formed an O-shape, then she cleared her throat and smiled.
“Good morning. I am Kiara Sorde, his mate, and I apologize for not meeting you all earlier than this.” The words barely left her mouth when everyone present dropped to their knees, head bowed, and a woman holding a child that seemed to be asleep practically crawled to the front and laid the child at Kiara’s feet.
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