Set In Sparks (Morningstars Book 2)

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Cany.
    “What?” Cany asked, blinking.
    “We aren't free to choose. You referred to Origins as if you weren't belonging to them,” Maya explained, confusion clear on her face.
    “I'm not an Origin. I'm just a plain female,” Cany whispered, disappointment making her feel cold. The Queen picked up a brow, clearly startled.
    “You're joking, right?”
    “My mother would have felt it, wouldn't she? She's an Origin, she would have felt it if I was ... a vampires true mate.” It had taken Cany so long to get over the fact that she wasn't special in that sense; it was almost painful to have hope now.
    Maya actually smiled. “I'm the Queen. I can't do much, but I know when I meet an Origin. I never thought there was need to mention that. After all, someone should have recognized that. Then again, Hurricane , Ryder mentioned something about your mother being afraid of you. I'd guess her not realizing what you were could have something to do with this.” It was said as a statement, but Cany could hear the curiosity in Maya's voice. She couldn't and wouldn't deal with that topic though.
    “If I'm Origin, there's no need for me to mate Sydney. I couldn't!” Happiness took her in a storm and a giggle bubbled up in her chest. She never had taken drugs because, well, they didn't do anything for vampires, but Cany imagined she'd feel exactly like this. Then suddenly her stomach bottomed out. “Then again, if my change is coming, I'll die,” she whispered. Her eyes flew to Maya's face, but the Queen looked utterly relaxed.
    “You just need your mate,” the Queen commented and then stood again, resuming her pacing. Just , Cany thought. As if it was so easy finding your perfect match. Since her change hadn't yet threatened, she figured she'd push the worry from her mind.
    “What made you cry?” she asked instead and Maya tensed instantly.
    “I can feel Kaden in his room. I can feel how lonely he is, how broken. Jaden is furious and confused, but at least for the moment he's not hurting, whereas his twin ... knowing he's here, makes it all so much harder.”
    “Did you ever consider just going to him, Maya? Why lie? You want it. You want to be close to him. You want to hold him and let him hold you. No one says you need to tear his clothes off or let him have your blood, but why not seek comfort with someone you considered a friend at some point?” Cany wondered and Maya turned back to her.
    “Because he's not a friend, Cany. I can't look at him and think of him like that.”
    Cany got up. “For what it's worth: If Jaden gets his shit together, I won't judge you three for doing that ... you know, triangle thing. Fate decided you belong together, you decided you want them both. Who am I to say something against that? Go to him and at least try to ease his pain.”
    “Where are you going?” Cany smiled softly.
    “I need to find some chocolate and celebrate. It’s not every day that the engagement you hated gets broken off.” With that she left, hoping Maya would do the right thing.

    The Queen paced around the chair she had set in earlier before taking a deep breath and leaving the room. She didn’t bother to knock. It wasn’t because she didn’t respect his privacy, but because she worried she’d run if he took a moment too long to answer. To her surprise she found him in almost the same pose she had been in just a few minutes earlier.
    He looked up as she closed the door and she froze, just holding his gaze. Kaden looked so hot, it should be forbidden. Maya was sure no one else besides the twins could rock grey sweatpants and bare torso the way those two did.
    “Little star, hey,” Kaden choked out, his voice thick with too many emotions to make it possible for Maya to recognize them all. “What’s up?”
    “You were hurting.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, but Maya didn’t care. She had a feeling that she’d scare herself away if she’d speak any louder.
    “Constant feeling, but worse in the

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