Chapter 77 77. Dawson's funeral

Ivy’s POV

We wrap Dawson in a shroud and wait for morning to bury him. Elena and I sit with his body, outside under the waning moon. His shrouded corpse lies on a table to spend the night with the Moon Goddess.

“Your father and I are not fated mates, we’ve never met our fated mates. It’s rare. You...

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