d dared not rustle the trees near the Ash Grove. Her footsteps crunched softly against
es thinned, giving way to a clearing veiled in mist. In the center, a circle of blackened ston
glowed like embers. As she stepped into the circle, a su
s struc
ng in that very grove. She watched helplessly as betrayal unfolded: her mate sid
utching her chest
hough a part of her felt the que
twig snapped
ring to her fingert
rged a tall, cloaked
said, low and unfamiliar. "But I suppose fate a
demanded, fire swi
ood, revealing silver hair
hey said. "And you, Amelia, are walking
s blood
Wa
power and those who want you dead before you repeat the pa
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