His Mate Her Savior
“Oh, he knows us!”
“He sees us!”
“But who is she?”
“Is that his mate?”
“Another Alpha gone?”
“This is Madelyn,” I say sternly, getting their attention. “And yes, she is my mate. Madelyn, meet the sprites,” I say, watching Madelyn’s mouth open into a perfect ‘O’.
“I’m Millie!”
“I’m Tansy!”
“I’m Blossom!”
“I’m Poppy!”
They say in their rapid-fire way.
“We’re not sure if they share a mind space, or if the just talk really fast so it seems like one mind coming out of multiple mouths,” I whisper to Madelyn.
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