CHAPTER HUNDRED AND NINETY - ONE - HISTORIES, LEGACIES AND THE PAST

Nnayeve packed up her herbs and salves, a strange light dancing in her eyes. “Our kind chooses their mates, as you know. Or maybe don't know.” she began, her tone solemn. “But the moon goddess blesses and chooses a few select females, Fae, Human, or Werewolf, with a fated mate.” Isabella’s brows furrowed deeper, her confusion only growing. “Fated mates? What does that mean?” Nnayeve sighed softly, placing a hand gently on Isabella’s shoulder. “Ask your parents about your roots, child. Ask them who you truly are.” Nnayeve’s voice took on a hint of reverence, her gaze softening with awe. “You have questions. I can see them swirling in your mind. And you deserve answers.” Isabella’s eyes widened, her confusion mounting. Nnayeve’s demeanor had shifted from arrogant to almost worshipful in a matter of seconds. Nnayeve’s hand dropped back to her side, her gaze never leaving Isabella’s face. “The moon goddess bless my soul,” she whispered, “for I am honored to stand in front of one of H