Chapter 39 – It all makes sense
“I beg your pardon, Jameson?” “There are those proper English manners,” Jameson said with a chuckle. “Back the s**t up,” Grayson said, shaking his head. “What God are we from? And are we some type of siblings?” “No, son,” Celeste shook her head as she answered him, “far from it in fact. You’re the son of Lunella, the Moon Goddess, and Fire….” “Is the daughter of Sol, the most elusive f*****g vampire around,” I said, finally getting out of my chair. “You have to be kidding me right now with this. Why?” “Yeah, about that,” Claudette started, “we can’t really get into or explain. What we can say is you need to get the book you are after. It’s in the wrong hands and shouldn’t be translate
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