Chapter 92 We Belong
- Rosette snuggled with Kyle and thought about Roel. Part of her hoped he really had found a mate, and part of her hoped he hadn't. It was going to be hard either way.
- The healer was at their door the next morning with the glass from the strip joint.
- "No spells," she guaranteed them, "although they might want to invest in a dishwasher. I don't think this thing has ever really been cleaned."