Saving My Rejected Mate
“Stand here. You have their bloodline within you, your baby. You will anchor the circle. And don’t worry, this is safe for both of you. I just need something related to him.”
I swallowed and stepped forward, my heart pounding as if it knew something monumental was about to happen.
“Aurora,” he added. “The stones. Each must be placed with intention.”
My mother knelt beside him, arranging crystals and stones around the bed, moonstone, obsidian, quartz, stones I recognized and others I didn’t. Each one seemed to hum softly as it touched the floor, as if acknowledging the purpose it was called to serve.
Shaman Orun raised his staff.
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