NA’IMAH
It is settled. Kaedyr is going to die, and I’ll be the one driving the blade that kills him through his stone-cold heart.
I don’t care how long it will take for me to make it happen.
But one thing is certain: he is going to die by my hands, even if it is the last thing I do.
My clan, one of the many things we prided ourselves on, was the dignity of being pure until fate gave us a mate. We pride ourselves on purity and the blessings of nature that come with it. A young Valtara hybrid who ends up mating before losing their virginity wasn’t considered impure or tainted. No, they were celebrated not only for their resilience in waiting for nature to align them with the right person, but also because they were considered a gift, and believed to be the reason why nature’s abundant bl
