Fifty

Iris Miller

The nightmares never really went away. Sometimes, I still see myself in that room, with blood around me. I still see Dawn smiling and feeding me lines about how her brother and me are soulmates as she drives wedges in my relationship with James all so she can have her mate at my expense. I think I looked at the world of immortals before with a kind of romantic notion about them. Even if I didn’t take the mate magic seriously.

I understand it’s not ...