Noah’s
Gabriella is my sister. She's my biological triplet.
My brain was spinning in circles, and a cold, shivering feeling ran straight down my spine.
For six long months, my parents and the Council had forced this girl onto me. She was my fiancé. I walked arm in arm with her at royal balls, and I was supposed to stand at a altar, take her as my wife, and bring her to my bed.
Thinking about that layout now made a totally creepy and icky feeling explode in my stomach. It made me feel sick to my stomach.
I looked over at Claire, who was sitting on the edge of my mattress, her fingers resting gently against my knee. I let out a long, shaky breath of pure relief.
Thank the Moon Goddess we never got intimate. Thank the heavens we never crossed any lines, never kissed, and never touche
