My last gift before I died.
A mother does what she can for her child.
The ghost of my mother popped into my head, and I stared up at Claudine as she began to speak.
“The blood of a ternary, a body housing the three gifts you’ve given us. Witch magic. Wolf Magic. Fae Magic. Sacrificed for you!”
All that magic draining you. Wasn’t even meant to be yours.
My father’s voice. I didn’t even flinch as Claudine hand rose in the air over me.
Now you’ve gone and gotten knocked up with some other fucker’s baby.
My baby.
Time stopped as I turned my head and stared at Troy. Evalina had been so sure that we could stop this if we’d just stuck together. If we’d stayed by each other’s side. We had our ups and downs as we struggled to figure out the solution, but it was never me and it was never hi
