~A coven is a family, and no family of mine would feel complete without you in it.~
Ashlynn's words echoed in Jocelynn's mind like thunderclaps.
Not just the last sentence, though her eyes scanned over it again and again, but the others as well.
~Maybe one day, you'll even have children of your own…~
~I hope that you find love, Jocey. Real love…~
Owain's affection had been the furthest thing from real love that Jocelynn could imagine. It was just that she'd been too blind to understand until it was too late.
Too blind. Too stupid. Too naive. Too taken in by his charming good looks and his heroic reputation.
She'd never loved the real Owain Lothian. She'd loved the image of the man that he presented to the world. And Owain had never loved her. She doubted that he was even capable of love. But he'd made the moves, said the words, and done all the other things that made her feel like she was the one who was truly meant for him…
