Chosen Mates, Stolen Fates
I stifle a moan of annoyance.
“Ah, Jack!” Sirius says enthusiastically, extending his hand.
Jack is confused, having not met Sirius before.
I sigh. “Jack, meet Sirius. Sirius, this is Jack.”
They shake hands. Sirius’s scrutiny returns, darkening his features as he takes Jack in. I could have sworn he smells the air, as if trying to take in his scent.
“Nice to meet you, Sirius.” Jack says skeptically. He turns to Lo. “So where are we going?”
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