“The warlock king is your soul mate,” Tenia said.
Lilly’s heart twisted. “He is.” She didn’t say “was.” because though he was gone, he would always be her soul mate.
“Djinn rarely find a soul mate,” Myanin said. “And after all these centuries, wouldn’t I have already met him?”
“It seems like things are changing. True mates are no longer confined to the same race. Maybe your mate isn’t a djinn.”
Myanin’s eyes widened, and her mouth dropped open. She looked at Lilly as if she’d just said the Order was the best thing that had happened since the invention of cotton candy.
“She seems to have a hard time with change,” Tenia said as she looked from Myanin to Lilly.
“Yeah, she’s going to have to get over that.” Lilly stood and walked over to the couch. She sat back down and looked at the two
