The Alpha King's Breeder
“Again, based on the myths, there were dozens of different kinds of fae–high fae, their beautiful rulers–the gods of old. Immortal, winged beauties. But also lower fae–creatures of the water and the sky. Ugly beasts–some winged, some not. The oldest written texts that describe our own Goddess recount Her in Her… winged form as a woman with moon-white hair and pearlescent skin. Her wolf, however, did not have wings.”
“Then she was also fae? Or a… a hybrid of both?” Misty shifts her weight.
“That’s a question to ask when your time in the realm of the living ends, my dear,” Arthur says to Misty, who looks pale and uncomfortable.
“What are we up against, Arthur?” Ryatt asks.
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