“Holy shit,” I exhale. “You’re Madog Collins’ fated mate.” Abertha blinks. “So Cadoc’s parents aren’t real mates?” She blinks again. “And Madog never claimed you?” Her lips twist in a wry smile. “I never got the condo in the Tower, either.” “That’s a horrible story.” She lifts a fine eyebrow. “It could’ve been worse. I could’ve ended up stuck with an asshole who’d turn his back on his fated mate for wealth and power.” I switch the pestle to my other hand and go back to grinding. As the humans say, it’s a lot to process. “So what does this have to do with ‘it’s all come to pass,’ then?” “Well,
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Poor Abertha..
