Extraordinary Accident
"I suppose that is encouraging," August nodded to herself.
To think that one of her ancestors mated with a lycan or a fae before all of this and actually started her down this path was mind-boggling.
"You are the product of a thousand loves," Nedra smiled to herself. "I heard that somewhere and loved it. It is so true."
"I hate to be cynical, but that is not always the case," August muttered. "It is not always love."
"I suppose you are right," Nedra's shoulders sagged a little while a small smile remained on her lips. "Still, it is romantic to imagine it was the case."