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Althea fought her way back to Argos for Lysandros and helped him reclaim the throne, only to find herself trapped in the enemy kingdom of Thrace, wearing a slave's collar for three full years. Through three years of mortal danger, being dragged behind chariots, and bone-chilling winters, Althea survived on a single conviction: her betrothed, Lysandros, would come to rescue her. But when she finally set foot in the royal city again, what awaited her was not an embrace. It was a heavy golden laurel crown pressed against her brow, the Sacred Flame seal clutched in another woman's hand, and a royal heir growing in that woman's womb. She clung to one last hope: perhaps they had cast her aside onl

Larissa opened her eyes slowly. Her brow furrowed because at this moment there was no light in sight, her hand trying to reach up to something around her. And all she found were glass and then her eyes looking up and she could see the light from the calm water. The beautiful woman moved her tail slowly, trying to reach the up bottom with one of her hands. Unfortunately, she couldn't move because a chain held her tail. She was still trying to remove the object, but failed. A drop of tears trickled down her cheeks and instantly turned into pearls.

“Harley, are you marked?” I smiled broadly. “Just last night.” I stepped back, moving slightly to the side. I sensed Anders approaching just a moment ago. While he was keeping his distance, I knew that he was close enough in case I needed him. “Coral, I would like for you to meet Anders, my mate.” Coral jumped up and down. “Oh, Harley! I am so excited! Did you have the Luna ceremony already?” “No, we wanted to wait until we found you. I wanted you to be a part of it.” I pulled Coral in for another hug. “Goddess, I can’t believe that I finally found you!”

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