147: Unknown fear

Rune’s POV

As I looked at Nevaeh, realization crashed over me, leaving no room for doubt. She was mine. From the shape of her eyes to the faint curve of her jaw, everything mirrored my features so perfectly it felt surreal.

She was like a reflection of my childhood, only softened, more delicate and gaddammit, more sweet. Not even Cielle, my own sister, had ever resembled me this closely. The depth of her resemblance was undeniable, as if the universe itself was making a declaration I could no longer ignore.

My heart surged with an overwhelming sense of joy and… relief. Alora had never betrayed me. The baby I’d thought of as a stranger, a piece of her life I hadn’t been part of, was mine all along. She was MINE!

My feelings were all over the place. I bet tears wanted to emerge too but nope, alphas don’t cry like babies. Nah! I was thought to never cry. I won’t.

The relief was fleeting, quickly replaced by the boiling anger searing through me. Alora had kept this from me. She’d known