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Zahra nods, as though her question has been answered. “Does Willow mind if people show up early…potentially with the intention of barging into a faerie prince’s castle and demanding answers prior to the official start of movie night?”

Andromeda laughs. “Mother loves barging into Uncle Cael’s house and demanding things.”

Zahra lifts a perfect brow. “Kid, we’re going to need you to draw me a family tree here in a second if you keep throwing around these relative terms. Mother is Willow?”

“Mother is Willow. Mom is Zylus.”

“Rad. Okay, so we’re all game to text her back that we’re showing up early to storm castles?”

Mischief floods Andromeda’s eyes, making her tiny, wiggly, and wicked. “You can’t storm Uncle Cael’s castle right now, Zahr-Zahr. You’re not fully fae or claimed. Entering Faerie would make you go insane.”

“How does one get claimed?”

“With a kiss.”

“Pollux, kiss me.”

Pollux’s eyes go massive.

Zahra turns to me. “You’re okay with that since you’re not in love with him yet, right? It’ll just be on the hand. I’m not cool with swapping saliva, either.”

I resent the yet, and also I am not okay with even a hand kiss, which is something I’m not entirely emotionally prepared to assess right now. Before my eye starts twitching, Pollux grumbles, “A hand kiss wouldn’t work, but it’s also only a soulmate thing. I’m not your soulmate, so I can’t claim you. You have to find your own soulmate.”

Zahra’s shoulders droop. “But that could take forever. I mean, you’re like five million, right?”

“Not even this planet is five million, Zahra.”

“What do you mean evolution is a hoax?” she drawls. “The scandal. Kass, we should have him be a guest speaker for science class.”

“I’m experienced in Chemistry.”

I lose my smile and shoot him a furious glare right as Zahra looks my way again. It takes me a lagging moment to realize the man isn’t making another reference to his stupid human mating book.

His brow has furrowed, sincerely contemplating. “I’m not certain my experiments are appropriate for children who cannot grow back limbs if necessary.”

Zahra’s concern in regard to my expression pauses. She angles herself to look at Andromeda as her arms cross. “Kid. You have not told me you can grow back limbs.”

Andromeda closes her book and jumps up, ecstatic. “I can take them off, too. Wanna see?”

“Meda, no,” Pollux states.

“Absolutely I do,” Zahra notes.

Baffled, Pollux corrects, “Meda…yes?”

“Meda, yes!” she cheers, and she dislodges a femur.

From this experience…I do not believe I will ever recover.

Chapter 32

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Accidents on ice.

I never—once—authorized this.

I never, ever at all even a little bit, suggested I wanted this. After dealing with the regulations guy on Friday in regard to a playground I still need to somehow present to my school board tomorrow, it should not surprise me that the fae are capable of pretty much anything.

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