My legs and lungs burn with the effort to keep running. It’s been a long journey, and I’m exhausted, but I won’t give up until I make it home.
After Victor kidnapped me, I was held captive in a cabin in the hills. Goddess knows where I was; no one would tell me anything.
I saw Victor twice in the week I was there. He’d left me with a young woman; Wendy is her name. Wendy is a witch, and she made sure to cast protection spells around the cabin. She told me that no one would ever know we were there. Anyone who came across the place would see nothing but trees.
I tried everything to get Wendy to talk to me. I wanted to know why she would help Victor in his ploy to destroy my mate. But Wendy wouldn’t say a word about it. All she’d tell me repeatedly was that she had no choice.
Of course, I tried to es
“Gianna! Gianna, where are you?”“Bella.” I gasp while getting to my feet. “Bella!” I yell as loudly as I can. Then she comes rushing through the trees, her eyes wide as she spots me.Bella grabs me before I know what’s happening. I sob as she holds me close. “Oh, Goddess, thank you.” She kisses my head. “Thank you.”“Bella,” I gasp. “You’re choking me and squashing my baby.”“What?” This time, Bella gasps. She looks down at the baby in my arms. “You weren’t due yet.”“The stress brought on labour.” I shrug.“Is she okay?”I nod my head, my eyes scanning the dozen or so people behind my sist
I sit down on the bed beside Lorcan. I take his hand in mine, bring it to my lips, and kiss his knuckles. I touch my fingertips to his cheek; he’s as cold as ice.The stubble on his jaw is not something I’m used to. Luther is the Dalgaard brother with the stubble; it distinguished him from Leander and Lorcan. Looking at my mate now, he’s the image of Luther in every way. It’s scary to see just how alike they are.I wipe the tears from my face and press my forehead to Lorcan’s.“Where do you think you’re going without me?”I hear much crying coming from behind me, but I don’t pay much attention. All I can do is hum to my mate, a tune that I used to play on the violin for him. Lorcan loved to hear me playing the violin; he said that it calmed his inner demons.
Emotion threatens to drown me as I hold my mate and daughter in my arms. I never thought I’d be here like, I was all but gone from this world thanks to the bitch who paraded as my mate.I don’t yet know who she is, nor what she did to me. But I know who sent her here; I don’t need confirmation from anyone. I remember my dream – if it was a dream – of Selene and Fate and the words they spoke.The person who did this was Victor.There will be nowhere he can hide from me, and I will kill him if it’s the last thing I do.I’m going to torture his bitch in the worst way imaginable, knowing Victor will feel everything. I’ll make her beg for the pain to stop until Victor can take no more.He’ll come for his mate; they always do. I can’t answer whethe
“Can I see my baby boy now?”I chuckle at Mum as she walks into my arms. Valsurus sighs contentedly inside my head as I kiss Mum’s.I notice Dad facing away from us and staring out the window. I can feel his sadness from here.“Dad?” I call his name, but it’s as though he can’t hear me.“Dad? Are you okay?” Luther asks.Dad slumps forward, hunching over and clasping the window ledge. A sob escapes his throat, shocking us all.“Orrin,” Mum makes to reach for him, but I stop her. I don’t know why, but something compels me to go to him.I touch his shoulder. “Dad?”As quick as lightning, Dad turns and wraps his arms around my n
After Lorcan and I stopped crying, we returned to our room and got dressed in PJ’s. Now we’re on the bed, side by side with our backs against the headboard.Lorcan checked on Sienna, and I thought he’d be bringing her back to our room. But he returned without our little girl, saying she was fast asleep.I’m not sure I want to be without Sienna so soon; I don’t think I could settle. Lorcan said that he’d collect her as soon as we’ve talked things through. I could do nothing but agree.“I don’t know how it happened,” I entwine my fingers with Lorcan’s and pull his hand to my chest, kissing his knuckles. “I was feeling a bit out of sorts, missing my parents.” I shrug my shoulders.“I went to our garden for some fresh air. I let the guards know to tell y
“Where is this, Wendy now?” Lorcan asks once my story comes to an end.I rush to sit up in front of my mate.“Lorcan, please. I know that Wendy helped Victor take me, but she didn’t have a choice; her son’s life was on the line. Just imagine what you would do if someone had Sienna. You and I both know you would have done the same in Wendy’s position.“Wendy never hurt me, Lorcan, and she helped bring out little miracle into the world. Not only that, but she brought Sienna and me home just in time for Sienna to save you. If Wendy hadn’t, we wouldn’t be together like this. Please don’t hurt Wendy. Please, Lorcan.”Lorcan tips his head to the side, regarding me closely. My eyes are darting all over the place!Lorcan lifts his head with a s
I blow out a nervous breath as I stand outside Harper's room. I shouldn't be anxious to see my best friend, but I am. I haven't seen Harper since I returned two days ago.Okay, it's partially my fault; after falling asleep with Lorcan that first night, we decided to spend the following day as a family.Lorcan, Sienna and I spent the day getting to know one another. There were no interruptions on Lorcan's orders, and everyone listened.The three of us spent the whole day together, and I love watching Lorcan with Sienna. The way my mate interacted with our daughter was something to behold.After we got ready for dinner last night, there was a moment that stopped my heart. I walked out of the bathroom after fixing myself in there. I only did so as not to choke Sienna with deodorant and perfume. I
I knock on Harper's door with the back of my hand and wait for an answer. Yet none comes, making me wonder if Harper is really in there.This can't go on. Whatever Harper is thinking, she's wrong because none of what happened was her fault. I know Harper well enough to know that she's in some way blaming herself for my abduction.I sigh when I still get no answer, but I won’t give up. If Harper is in there, I’ll find out; that’s why I twist the doorknob. Luckily, the door isn’t locked, so I walk inside and close the door behind me.Harper is sitting in a white rocking chair next to her window. She’s holding her baby son, who is wide awake, looking right at his mummy. Harper hums to Cyro while stroking the back of his head. Cyro is beautiful with soulful brown eyes and fixated on his mother.“You a