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September 28 - September 29, 2025
“This is going to feel a little like three wishes.” She cracks her neck, twisting to one side and then the other. “And maybe a little like that sea witch from the Little Mermaid.” “What are you talking about?” Abertha isn’t always the clearest. She’s mystical, and she smokes a lot of weed.
“He’s going to live happily ever after,” I mumble into my elbow, yawning. “Getting pawed at by females and barking orders from a metal folding chair.” “I doubt it.” Abertha plops a crock of home-churned butter in front of me and drops into a chair with way too much oomph for a sixty—seventy?—year old woman. “I yanked the mate bond out of you.” She waggles her arched eyebrows. “Didn’t touch his now, did I?”
Everyone in the world wants something from me. Approval. Status. Protection. And they’re trying to hide shit, too. Failings. Weakness. Ambition. Not Una Hayes. She would like me to fuck myself, and she makes no effort to conceal the fact. It’d be adorable if I knew without a doubt that this shit ends with us mated like Fate intended. I need to put babies in that curved belly. I need her to smile at me. I need not to have fucked up the best thing that’s ever happened in my life before it even happened.
If it comes down to it, I will beg this female. I will give her anything she wants. I am weak for her, and I don’t give a damn.
Killian did it all for me. He changed this pack and everyone in it through the sheer force of his will, for me. Because of the kind of world he wanted for me to live in. Not our young—me.