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She starts pacing the kitchen.

“It all makes sense now. It’s why I can see your true form, isn’t it? Why I can see all the gargoyles’ true forms? And this intense attraction to you? OH MY GOD.”

She pauses and covers her mouth with herhand.

“Is that why your cum tastes so good?”

“That’s TMI,” Locheran grumbles, but Evangeline doesn’t hear him and keeps rambling. She’s freaking out, speaking a mile a minute. There’s no way I can avoid this topic anymore.

“Also, I swear I heard you in my head. Can you hear my thoughts too?”

“If you project them to me, yes.”

“So, it’s true? We’re fated mates?”

“Yes.”

She crosses her arms. “Do I not get a choice?”

“You do. You can choose not to accept the bond.”

“And, what? You die? New York City gets attacked by evil?”

“Yes,” Locheran answers, and I almost murder him for real this time. “I’m just going to go.”

He stands, sensing my anger.

“By the way, her mother is a witch,” Locheran adds before slipping out the door.

I turn to Evangeline for an explanation, but she sits with her arms crossed, staring into the void.

“Evangeline—”

“Whatever is hunting me wants my soul so you can’t claim my heart. They want to invade yourkingdom and start a war. They’re planning to kill every human they come across.”

“This is what your mother said?”

She nods. “She envisioned this when I was just a child. She knew this day would come. My father thought she’d lost her mind, but it’s all true. She’s been trying to protect me my entire life. She marked my palm.”

She pauses to show me, and I take her hand in mine to inspect the symbol branded on her skin. It resembles a daisy with a circle around it.

“It’s a hexafoil.”

“What?”

“A mark of protection. I see it mostly on buildings but rarely on humans. Though, this one is different. There’s a burst of light behind it.”

“Will this prevent me from being kidnapped?”

“In theory, yes. Just like the flowers you have tattooed on your body, hexafoils ward off anything that has ill intent. But in my world, there’s always going to be a supernatural entity or being more powerful. Not even protection spells or objects can stop them.”

“I...I don’t know if I’m strong enough for this. Any of it. Being someone’s fated mate...something evil wanting me dead...”

Her voice cracksand tears fill her eyes.

“Kitten,” I whisper. “I will protect you, mate or not. I will not let anyone take you, even if you decide not to accept the bond. You need to follow your gut. Listen to your heart.”

She scoffs.