“My what?” I croaked, unsure if the question was meant for my lioness, my mother or both.
My mate, my lioness claimed.
“Your stepbrother,” Elaine repeated.
My heart did a flip, seized and stopped beating, rising up into my throat as my vision narrowed, growing dark at the edges, the world spinning wildly. I wobbled drunkenly, weak knees barely holding me upright.
“Whoa.” The male, Declan, reached out and clasped my elbow, simultaneously steadying me and sending electrical tingles shooting through my body, zinging straight to my heart. “Careful, sis.”
Sis? Oh God, how can this be happening? My stepbrother is my mate?
Excerpt from Terracotta Warriors by Berengaria Brown
Copyright © Berengaria Brown, 2019
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