Chapter36
The sound of thunder rolling in was quickly followed by flashes of lightning. It illuminated the auburn hair of my dead mate. How in the hell is she alive? A breeze carried the scent of roses and vanilla into the house. It was a struggle to keep the bile from escaping my mouth. Is this part of the mate bond? I seem fuzzy in remembering how it works. “Hello, my Alpha,” she confidently cooed. “Are you going to stand there, or are you going to let me in?” She didn’t wait for an answer and pushed her way into my home. I instinctively looked over to where Jewel was standing on the staircase. Her eyes were widened and her face pale. Why is my Jewel afraid of her mother? A low growl escaped my lips when Amber moved closer to Jewel. “There’s Mommy’s little girl,” Amber gushed, throwing her arms
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