He brought his fingertips to his jaw, his cheekbone, brushing his hair back, seeing the Chamberlain widow's peak. Chamberlain. Chamberlain. A drop of her blood . . . Jonah froze. No, it couldn't . . . Holy shit. He was a drop of her blood. Angelina’s. Her father, Robert Chamberlain, had been Jonah’s sixth great-grandfather. They’d called her a Loreaux, but really, she’d been a Chamberlain. He had the same blood as Angelina running through his veins. In fact, he was the only one left who did. His father was dead, his brother was gone, his aunt Lynette hadn't had children. He was the last of the
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Jonah IS Angelina's last drop of blood. He is the answer to the riddle
