But the pain receded, and clarity returned, a familiar unease curling in my gut as my mind stumbled upon a faint memory from twenty-three years ago. The very night Sunday Fallon was brought into this world. My fingers traced the decades-old burn over my heart. The small circle barely the width of my fingertip had been there all this time. Signifying that the first seal broke open when she’d been born. A larger circle, raised and angry, ringed the first. Dread twisted through me as I traced the new, still raw scar that had appeared the moment Noah Blackthorne bonded with Sunday. The second seal
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Excuse the absolute fuck out of me!
