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Chapter 308 hand tighter.
The blood stilled in Taya’s body, her heart stopped, and the breath in her lungs
froze.
Part of her thrilled at the thought of a union with her true love, and the other part was so very angry that
it took her dying to make it happen.
She wanted to punish him and tell him no, to make him pine for her the way she had pined for him for
so many years.
But at this point, she had no reason to hold onto those old resentments. The young girl from so long
ago took hold of her heart.
If she had to die so young, so unfulfilled
in life, why not end this life on a happy
note? Perhaps in the next life, the goddess would be kinder to her, and this blip of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcontent at the end would transfer into her
reincarnated self.
“Yes,” she whispered and squeezed his hand back. “Yes. Hurry, before I’m gone.”
The sound of Harper’s hushed weeping grew a bit louder when Taya spoke, and then she could feel
Harper’s hand grasping her other hand.
A rustling came from across the room, and then Taya could feel the presence of another person near
her bed.
“I am Elder Stiln, Taya,” came a gentle, older man’s voice. “I know this won’t be a
standard mating, so I have modified a
mating ceremony.”
Taya nodded, tightening her grip on both Jackson and Harper’s hands.
This was how she’d always dreamed it would be. The three of them, together. Her sister and her mate
by her side through the end of life.
In a matter of minutes, the elder had performed the mating ceremony and then quietly left the room to
leave them alone.
Jackson caressed Taya’s forehead and cheek, then softly kissed her lips, as if he was afraid he might
hurt her.
What she was afraid of was how much he
was going to hurt when she was gone.
She couldn’t bear the weight of it.
So even though Taya wanted to spend her last moments with him, she wanted him
to remember his last moment with her
as those of them being mated, not of her dying.
“I don’t want you to remember me dead,” Taya whispered.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I know,” he whispered against her cheek.
A tear dropped onto her face, and then he
was gone.
She lay there after Jackson had left, sobbing silently, Harper clutching her hand and caressing her
forehead while
she wept.
Taya’s chest ached, and breathing became harder. She couldn’t force out any words.
Her time was almost here, and panic
started to overtake her.
She wasn’t ready.
Oh goddess, she wasn’t ready to die.
“Wait! I’m here to save her!” a woman’s
voice screamed out as someone ran into
the room.
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