Fated mates?
In their current world where wolves are based with their ranks through their secondary gender, the existence of fated mates becomes a myth just like the moon goddess.
In fact, all of these are just tales passed on in the guise of children's fairy tales.
Yet, Miranda Nguyen said those words without batting an eyelash.
They are now sitting at the vintage white tea table set. A plate full of bourbon biscuits and a teapot of herbal tea.
It's an odd combination yet Maridawn isn't bothered by it. Her attention is still with the news given by the king's first favorite.
"The King also said the same thing…" Maridawn says as her fingers play around the fine circular lines of her teacup. "That we are fated mates."
"Did he?" She seems more surprised as Miranda observes her a bit. "The king once said he was looking for a fated mate when we were having tea like this."
