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Some say that Minerva’s mystical gifts have been seeking the right sisters, the ones to right all of mankind’s wrongs once and for all.
I would cherish the centurion’s coin, no matter that it was delivered by the enemy, a dragon.
My female. Her skin is splattered with the blood of the enemy. Pleasure throbs up my throat as I gaze upon her. She stands. A fierce treasure, I have. She wants me to take her away. Opening my wings, I wrap her in my talons, lift into the sky, and carry her toward my lair. Where she belongs.
But Bunica was wrong. I couldn’t save anyone. Not even myself.
“There’s the firebird.”
His wide mouth ticked up into a smile so devilish it stole my breath. Rather than frighten me, I wanted to capture that smile in my palms and hide it away for only me to ever see.
everything about her was both like a balm to my soul and an ache on my heart.
“You kept this coin, because it tied you to me. The gods had bound us together. Your gods, mine, it doesn’t matter.”