CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY ONE

I moved out of the way as Alaric slowly walked toward the woman who looked exactly like him, just softer and a bit more mature. It seemed the devil waited until she was in her late forties before he marked her.

“Mom?” He called to her, emotional and unbelievably teary.

“My son! Oh, I've longed and...

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