Chapter Sixty Eight

LUCY

My senses gradually emerged from the haze of unconsciousness, greeted by the hushed tones of people. The environment was different from the cold walls of the dungeon where I had been left to rot, it was warm here and for some reason, I felt safe.

“Lost the baby. She’s been through a lot,” a man’s voice murmured, the words penetrating my fragile awareness.

The room echoed with a familiar voice now, it was Chris’ voice, a storm of emotions unleashed.

“How could this happen, mother? She’s my mate. Why didn’t you protect her?” Chris said, his words reverberated, carrying a weight of anguish.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was her. I was led to the inner chambers for protection when the news of an intruder got to the palace,” his mother explained.

Struggling to form any word, my voice emerged in fragile whispers, “Chris.”

The strange man rushed to me as I tried to sit up but I was too weak to do so. “Lie still, you need to rest,” he said.

“Hey, are you alright?” Chris said, holding my