Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 109329 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 547(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109329 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 547(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
“Your mate is why the magic exists,” Ivy House told Jess, the distinction somehow clear despite it just being a voice in his head. It was like they were standing there talking to a real person, using their gazes and body language as cues. “It’s what Tamara Ivy wished for. What she longed for. His love, your connection and commitment to each other; it’s what she’d always wanted—what all the heirs wanted, I think. It’s what you found. Maybe the right heir was always meant to be a woman in midlife, after living through the trials and mistakes of youth, after shrugging off other people’s expectations and parameters, and finally able to choose her own path. Finally able to decide her own future. You do this magic and my legacy proud, Jacinta Ironheart. I am honored you are the heir.”
Jess leaned harder into him, smiling with pride.
“Although sometimes you really make me question that,” Ivy House finished.
Jess’s smile dropped away. She rolled her eyes and Austin barked out a laugh.
“Learn this new facet of your magic quickly, you two,” Ivy House went on. “Choose your commanders to go into battle at your side. Now we set our sights on Momar. No more playing defense while we prepare. Now…we attack!”