“I’m sorry, what!?” Nymia shouted, entirely thrown by that, “Sargon is arranging a marriage for you to Jeremiah. That’s his condition?”

Sara nodded, groaning a bit, “Yes, it is. He wants to strengthen our bloodline but having our Alpha bloodline mix with one that is so blessed.”

“And…How do you feel about that?” Nymia asked, sitting next to her and putting an arm around her shoulders, which Sara immediately accepted, leaning against ...