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It took a good five minutes before Ambrose was ready to speak. I was getting sick of the game he was playing. If he didn’t talk soon, I would tell him so. “I want you to find mates for my son’s that are not mated. Since Aspen can’t be with Grace, he needs a strong mate that can stand beside him. It also has to be someone I will approve of. Then Percy will be next and then Raven, my youngest. Do we have a deal?” Ambrose asked “Wait, a minute. You want to tell your son’s who and who they can’t mate with?” I asked in shock. “I have to approve of their mate. They can’t mate with someone who is not worthy of them.” Ambrose argued.. “You can’t tell the Night Goddess or Moon Goddess whichever name you call her. You can’t say she is wrong in the choice she made for your sons. That is not how i

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