Chapter 23 WE NEED TO FAKE BEING BONDED

Ilara left and her soup basket sat by my door and the morning was not beautiful anymore even though the sun was still out.

Rowan was still in my lap under the plum tree, black cat shaking a little, his gold collar dull blue at the edges like it was tired.

"We need to fake being bonded," I whis...

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