Unbondable(Kindred Birthright #1) - Evangeline Anderson Page 0,77

least I didn’t go over and sniff him!” Kara objected but then she had to laugh too. “You’re right,” she admitted. “I think maybe Yipper’s in love.”

“Looks like you two won’t be the only ones getting Joined in the Sacred Grove.” Kaleb gave her a grin. “Come on—let’s go tell Mom and Dad.”

“All right.” Kara linked her arm through Raak’s and then offered her other arm to Kaleb. After a moment’s hesitation, he took it and the three of them went out to talk to her parents.

As she walked with the two men she loved best in the world, Kara couldn’t help sending a prayer of thanks to the Goddess. She was happily bonded and safely home on the Mother Ship. And if Kaleb had accepted Raak into their family, she was sure that her Mom and Dad would too. Also, it looked like love was in the air for Yipper and Silki which was just the cutest thing.

Kara gave a sigh of contentment as her parents came to meet them. Everything was going to be all right. Because even when things were at their darkest, the Goddess was still watching over all of her children…the children of the Kindred.

Author's Note

Hi guys, I want to apologize for the brevity of this novel. Like many of you, when the pandemic hit, I took on another job—that of teaching my son when we started homeschooling. I'm sure everyone is having the same experience I am, so I won't go into details about how he's off his ADHD meds or how there is a LOT more work than seems necessary to me. I will just say that I had a lot less time for writing this particular book than I usually do and hope that you enjoyed it even though it's short by Kindred standards.

Hugs to you all,

Evangeline

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Emma

Bran O’Connor was hard to look at.

I don’t just mean he was ugly, although if I was being honest, he really was. He had lank brownish hair, small no-color eyes, and really just terrible skin. Like pizza-face bad is what I mean. He was also shorter than me, thin verging on scrawny, and one of the nicest people you could ever hope to meet.

Ha—surprised you there, didn’t I? You thought I was just going to go on and on about how awful he looked but I really don’t need to—the popular kids at Nocturne Academy did that plenty. He didn't need me piling it on too.

He really was a nice guy, though and there was something about him, something I couldn't quite put my finger on…

But I didn't know that on the first day of our new unit in AP Biology. I just stood there at the front of the room, trying not to let my face sag into an expression of disappointment when Mr. Barron called out,

“Emma Plunkett, you’ll be lab partners with Bran O’Connor. Go find your seat.”

Reluctantly, I went to sit beside my new partner. This was my fault—if I hadn’t been late on the first day of this new unit, I might have gotten paired with someone else— someone like Elian Darkwing .

Yeah, I know his name sounds like something straight out of a vampire romance novel but that's because he is a vampire—or Nocturne, as they call themselves. He's tall and gorgeous and completely unobtainable but hey, a girl can dream right? After all, one of my best friends, Megan, is Blood-Bonded to a Nocturne so maybe it could happen for me too.

Well, not this time, apparently because now I was stuck with Bran O'Connor which was going to be a problem.

I don’t mean it was a problem because he was hard to look at. No, the problem was going to be the extra attention having the ugliest guy in school as my lab partner was going to draw from the beautiful people at Nocturne Academy.

Wow, that sounds incredibly shallow.

I promise I’m not the prom queen type that can’t be bothered with less than perfect people. I’m a lot less than perfect