When the Moon Hatched (The Moonfall #1)

Chapter 86

W e left this dae with a storm cloud big enough to soften Slátra’s journey across the plains, a parchment lark fluttering around Kaan’s sleep space for when he returns—stating that I’d enjoyed our time together, but that Tyroth’s a more gifted sire and everything I need if I’m to breed healthy younglings to maintain my family line. To maintain our ability to protect the Aether Stone.

I’ve never felt so vile. So rattled by the poisonous lie that I’m certain my heart solidified.

Kaan may never know he’s everything to me. That I’d fall just to watch him fly.

He may never know the youngling I carry is his or that I’m pitted with a fear that I won’t survive long enough to find a way to make this right.

Pah thought I was remarkable, and once, I believed it.

Now, I can’t stand to look at my own filthy face.