CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN

Denver listened as Claude told him everything. He didn’t say a word but his expression kept changing by the second until he looked absolutely livid. Claude left out the part about her rebirth. Maybe she would tell him, some other time but for now, she didn’t think she should tell him how he had abandoned her to die because he thought their child was Eric’s. She preferred to think of it as a bad dream. She preferred to tell herself that this Denver and that one were two different people.

Immediately she was finished, Denver was up and pacing the room. “None of it was real.” He said, running his fingers through his hair, over and over again until Claude felt the urge to go over and make him stop. “I…when I saw you and Eric, it wasn’t real…I trusted you, Claude I did, I do…I just…It was right in front of me…I…”

Claude grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the bed, “I know.”

“Now I know why I felt the mate pull towards Victoria.” Denver shook his head, “As if.”

“I felt it towards Eric t