077: The Revolutionaries

[Lyra]

She glowed like a thousand falling stars when she lept after her mate, wrapping him in her arms.

Our sister. Stella.

It is a shame we may need to kill her.

Because she doesn't remember who she is, or who she can be, she is more of a danger to us than a savior. And there is no way that she can truly remember herself if she's mated to that Terran. She doesn't know what it means to be a sun dragon under Terran rule if she can love one of them.

"Tis not her fault, Sister," Cosima advises. "Remember how Vega was when we found her, wandering the streets, believing she was human? She also had no idea what it meant to burn like the sun while trapped, chained to the Earth. Her mind had blocked the pain."

"But she is his mate," I gasp in disgust. "She chose the Terran Prince over her own lineage. She may not be salvageable."

"Hate the sin, not the sinner," Vega speaks up. "She knows not what she does."

We didn't know our sisters had survived until our mother visited us in dreams. Cosima a