Chapter 67

• VALENTINE
• I sucked in my breath watching the crowd cheer. Some of the Monarch members, predominantly the werewolves who had found their mate were present. I could see Abigail smiling ear to ear as she held the hands of her mate. You could tell she was anticipating for the ritual to begin so badly. I wished I could say the same. In my case, I felt nothing but repulse for the man. I wanted to hate him. The goddess knew I did but he was the solar opposite of what I wanted him to be. Perhaps it was the mate bond. I hoped it was the mate bond because, after this night, I could go back to hating him. I stole a look in his direction. He looked...happy and strange enough, I did not hate that his happiness made me smirk. There was a tinge of regret after but that was it. My train of thoughts got scrambled as soon as Jason stepped onto the platform in front of us.
• "Mother who lights the new night. Bringer of sleep and Harbinger of love," He said. " I call on you to grace us your descendant with your light. Make us one with our fated."