CHAPTER NINTY-EIGHT (98)

"Finally, Alastair" Skylar softly enunciated, running her hand over the horizontal jawlines of her mate, still lying on the bed, unconscious, clearly unaware of his surroundings. "I have missed you so much, too bad you can't remember what we've been through but I hope you don't, they are memories I don't ever want you to recall" she leaned down and pressed her lips against his cheek, smiling in content to be in the presence of her mate again, after their little departure. Skylar wheeled her head over to Maye. "How can we rouse him?"

Maye stepped forward, her steps a bit hesitant as remorse once again drown her. She moved over to the mattress, noticed how her boy had grown to be a mature and marvelous young man, his mother would probably smile wherever she was. With shaky hands and a gulp, Maye slowly pulled down the blankets covering his chest to his lower abdomen, they all stared in awe at the silver star on his chest that glowed furiously.

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