Chapter 140. A Memory Lost

Sierra stops stroking my face, and her words make me jump. So caught in the wonder of her tale that it’s a surprise for her to say that.

“Why me? What am I to do?” I try not to open my eyes, as she said not to, and screw them shut as hard as I can while holding myself still. My little heartbeat rising again with awe and excitement for this fantastic story.

“You are the last white femme, Alora, so I could not stay behind and let you die. I had to come and protect you with the gifts I’ve hidden for so many years. Don’t be afraid. One day, when this comes back, you will know what to do.

My son, Colton, is a good, sweet boy, but I must leave him for a little while, even though it kills me. You’ll be what he needs when the time comes, and the Fates will draw you to him. I’ve seen it; the Fates have deemed it so. Saw the pairing of my child and my Marina’s as a resolution to the binds we find ourselves in. Our children will be the unity our three kinds need, and together