Chapter 35

I glance at Edric. I’m very tempted to tell Darius all about my human parents, but the frown between my mate’s eyes changes my mind. Maybe it’s better if as few people as possible know for now. Though, it’s in the prophecy: A wolf but not a wolf…whatever the hell that means. May be a wolf born to human parents, it may be the prophecy is bullshit and The Moon Goddess has something else entirely planned for us. “Maya?” Darius pulls me from my thoughts.

“Why don’t you tell me what you think you know, and I’ll tell you if you’re right?”

He nods, agreeable for now. “Have you ever heard of The Star Child?”

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Edric groans. “Not this again. It’s a story. A werewolf myth at the very best.”

What in the blue hell is a star child?

“It’s in the texts,” Darius says, his dark brown eyes hot with anger.

“I looked. There’s no mention of a star child.”

“No, there won’t be, because the Lycan kings removed every mention of him