Hanleigh loves books more than nearly anything in the world; whether its reading them or writing them, Hanleigh just can't get enough. She's read more books than she can count and owns more books than some libraries.

Trust was a liberty that as Kumari, Bae could not afford, especially after the murder of Bae’s mother, the late Kumari.

The Kumari bloodline had to continue regardless of the cost, even if it was the life of someone she loved.

There were only two things that a Kumari should trust; magic and her seven mates.

The race was on for Bae to find and claim her seven mates before she had to defend her realm from an unknown enemy.

With them, she still might not win, but alone she would definitely fail.

Kumari's Kitsune

Kael sighed. In part, he felt relief that they hadn't gained a new enemy but he was also frustrated that there were no ends to Ji's determination.


"What happened to her?" Maindor?d? asked, her tone softer now.


Nodding her head, the Dixian stepped closer. She rested her hand on the Kumaian's head and released her magic into her cold body.


Kael watched as a yellow glow stretched out from where his Aunt's hand lay through Yìwù's face and then down her neck and into her chest.


"You like her." There was no inflection; it wasn't a question.


"I do," he replied bristly, expecting to be reprimanded.


"That's good," she replied, confusing him. "Too often, we stay with what we know and limit ourselves by it."


He wasn't sure what the appropriate response would be and he was at a complete loss for what he himself wanted to say. In the end, he settled for a hurried, "thank you."


Chapter 117: Everything Was Tainted