Chapter 13

DANTE

I had the best family anyone could ask for. They had always supported me and encouraged me no matter what. I was not the easiest fucking kid around after Elle went missing.

My childhood, pre-kidnapping, was happy and colorful. I was an optimistic pup. It was really fucking different after she was gone. It got worse year after year. Then it was a nightmare when my gift surfaced.

Then I had my sister back, and it was fucking miraculous how different I was. The pain of my past was slowly easing into oblivion as if it had not been there. We had a strong bond. It was crazy how alike we were even if we had been separated by thirteen painful years.

There was still something missing though, an integral part of who I was. A painful hole was there despite how happy and content I was. That was until the day that I met Ziyah. The hole was now being filled in little by little. She was completing me just like mates were intended to do for each other.

As I laid here in my bed, trying to fo