#Chapter 386 – Atalaxian Luna

I just stare at my mate, my mouth hanging open and my eyes going wide as I suddenly realize why his features were so familiar. because… Suddenly, his familiar face makes sense. My mind flashes to the meeting at Midwinter, when the Atalaxians declared war – to Ben’s mate, and the flare of connection between us – Because – I mean, this isn’t him – but his face… They’re nearly identical. Which means…this man…a Prince of Atalaxia… “Yes,” he murmurs, smirking as he sees my recognition before turning away from me now and keeping a hand tight on the back of my neck like a wayward pup. “You’ll be quite the prize, Princess.” He shoves, then, hard and I go stumbling forward towards – Towards a little electric cart or something that’s right in front of me. I blink at it, wondering how of all absurd things…that got here. And what – But then I gasp, realizing that he’s taking me away. That I’m being taken somewhere else. And that if I want to go home – I groan, closing my eye