Everything You Desire

Ophelia was stunned speechless, her heart falling so hard into her stomach, that she nearly broke down in tears. Her husband…was going to what? 

"Madam?" Cora called out, retracing her steps when she realized the little lady was nowhere in sight.

Killorn's head snapped to the stairs, but Ophelia was long gone. She dashed to catch up to Cora, her dress swishing behind her. She felt her heart pound against her chest, her head spinning, and her breath caught in her throat. What she had feared the most was coming true. 

Killorn was going off for war? For what? A Direct Descendant of the Moon Goddess? As in, a woman whose flesh and blood could heal werewolves and vampires alike? 

Ophelia's heart skipped, for she pitied the existence of such a woman. May the heavens smile kindly upon whoever it was…

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