My Mate Can't be a Bird! (I swear I'm not into that kind of stuff)

Aelin and Rowan know they're mates the moment they meet. Well, sort of. It's...complicated.

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"You," She slurred her words, pointing to the hawk with her empty wine bottle, "you're-but-"

Calaena was drunk and confused after the mating bond made itself clear, which was what she'd blame her next words and actions on.

"I swear I'm not into birds or dogs or any other animals. I mean like f**** how'd that even work with a rutting bird oh rutting gods the logistics are mother******** insane I don't even want to think about-"

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Maeve waggled her eyebrows, "Ohhh, have you and Rowan been...busy? Making pretty babies I see?"

Her smrik could not hide the perverted, greedy gleam in her soulless eyes as she winked salaciously. "Darling neice, you must let me see them when the time comes."

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Part crackfic, part not-so-crackfic, this HOF AU answers the question : What if Aelin and Rowan knew they were mates from the start?

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Highest ranks: #1 Throne of Glass, #1 Aelin, #1 Celaena, #1 Heir of Fire, #53 Fae
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This is a Throne of Glass AU.

Updates every Sunday. Next update (est.): 16th August 2020.