Chapter 74

The knowlege confounded her as she returned home. When had Vanessa began to call The Villaher her home? She didn’t know. She didn’t care.

Silas had told her so many things but her sub-concious couldn’t explain away the night terrors or that she could be recipient of rogue connections, like with Ian. She had missed him a lot too, hearing his voice over the phone wasn’t enough.

She slid her notepad in the front pocket of her jeans. Her jumbled handwriting informed her Ancient blood skipped two generations and in her case, it was absent for centuries. No one, on her maternal or paternal side had been lucky enough.

Luck, was a knock out excuse made to feel helpless people powerful, because what she felt was not lucky. If she were in her former pack, she’d be taking over her father’s responsibility and battling sexism every step of the way. It was further from dream come true but it wouldn’t be like this at least. A fearsome monstrosity in her womb that disparaged, like some vestigial org