Beneath the Alabaster Spire (The Immortal Orders, #2)

by Allison Carr Waechter

He would be the monster so his son could be the shining hero; he’d always been willing to play that role, and now was no different.

“He said, careful hatchling, your wings aren’t yet strong enough to carry you from the abyss.”

“It is a choice to be good—to do good—one you make every single day despite them.”

“Nothing, sweet boy,” she said, pressing yet another kiss to his lips. “You never had to do anything for me to love you this way. It’s not something you can earn.” The blush blooming on Finn’s cheeks sent heat through her. He looked so damn happy. “It’s not something you can lose, either.”

Anyone with sisters understood this was the way it was; you thought you knew them because you saw them every day, and then one day they’d change on you, morphing into someone else entirely. Sometimes the change was mundane. Sometimes it was life-altering, but the best thing to do was roll with it.