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“Hey, how are you feeling?” My mother asks as I open my eyes to find her sitting next to me on the bed.
“Mom, please. I can’t-” I try to say, but she cuts me off. “I know you can’t marry him and we can’t force you. We don’t intend to, at least not anymore anyway. If he’s your mate, then we would go against our most sacred law,” she says, making me frown, confused. As much as I want to be happy to hear her say that, I can’t help but be suspicious. Just a few hours ago, they didn’t want to listen to me and now she’s suddenly understanding?
“Ana, dear, could you please give us a moment?” She says, turning to Ana, who’s also in the room, and looking at me with concern in her eyes. “Yes, my queen,” she says and exits the room.
“Your father and I spoke... Novah,
