Chapter 20 fate's twisted game

Anaya’s P.O.V.

I blinked harder while processing everything that Willow, Theo’s mate, told me.

Evan was now sleeping soundly on my lap. He refused to get off and insisted on holding me earlier.

She was now sitting at the foot of the bed.

“Theo’s hunch was right about dark magic, Anaya. You slept fo...

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