Lucian

“What exactly are you saying?” I asked, staring hard at the old witch.

I had a mate once, things ended badly, but that didn’t change what we were. There was no way I could have another true mate. That wasn’t how it worked unless the dead could somehow return and rewrite fate itself.

Janice didn’t flinch at my reaction, she moved slowly, as if she had all the time in the world, and lowered herself onto the couch across from me.

“I’m talking about your mate,” she said calmly. “The one carrying your child.”

A sharp laugh escaped me, filled with disbelief. “You must have lost your mind,” I...