walked up to the warrior. She knew Rowan
and the others stood by him, her mate with a
hand on Aedion’s shoulder. Knew Fenrys and
Lorcan bowed their heads.
She stopped before the table where Gavriel
had been laid. “I wished to wait to offer you
the blood oath until after your son had taken
it,” she said, her quiet voice echoing off the
stones. “But I offer it to you now, Gavriel.
With honor, and gratitude, I offer you the
blood oath.” Her tears plopped onto the
blanket covering him, and she wiped one away
before drawing her dagger from the sheath at
her side. She pulled his arm from beneath the
covering.
A flick of the blade had her slicing his
palm open. No blood flowed beyond a slight
swelling. Yet she waited until a drop slid to
the stones. Then opened up her own arm,
dipped her fingers into the blood, and let three
lily
(lily)
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