True Mates

POV: Kinsley

My brain completely short-circuited.

For a long, agonizing second, the entire forest fell into a suffocating silence. The rustle of the dry pine needles underfoot, the distant, eerie hoot of a forest owl, the rush of my own frantic blood hammering in my ears—all of it vanished in an instant, leaving nothing but the impossible, crushing weight of the words Zander had just uttered.

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