Chapter 121
Volik
“Holy shit,” my uncle’s voice sounds close.
I blink my eyes open.
He is very close.
“Volik.” His face is inches above mine, and his eyes are wide.
“Uncle.” I shift my shoulders to check I am still lying in the grass. “We are alive?”
“Alive? Nepos, you are better than alive!”
My lips pull into a smile as I tighten my arms around Nix. “We are together.”
“Yeah, that. But, my boy.” His eyes sparkle as he looks down at me. “Your mate grew horns.”
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