“This is ridiculous,” Jenna shakes her head in disbelief.
Luther and Jenna arrived half an hour ago. The King and Queen, along with Leander, came ten minutes later. I’ve been explaining everything I know to the five of them ever since.
The anger radiating off of Orrin and Anja is palpable. I can feel my skin heating up from the power of their rage. I can’t say as I blame them; Lorcan is their son. I know that I’d tear the world apart if it were my son.
“Why didn’t you call us before now?” Orrin snaps at me.
I sigh.
“I don’t have an answer for that, Your Majesty. But I will say that Lorcan didn’t know anything was wrong, and he carried on as though things were normal. Even with Valsurus going crazy, Lorcan wouldn’t believe his wolf
“The bond is broken,” I mumble for the umpteenth time through my chapped lips.Pain has become my best friend of late, yet I hang on, clinging to life, though I’m no longer sure why.‘Because you know now that the woman in your house is not your mate.’ The voice that penetrates my mind is not my wolf; it’s a woman.White light surrounds me, and I close my eyes momentarily. Upon opening them, I notice that I’m no longer bound to my bed. I’m standing by a lake, much like the one belonging to my family. Yet different at the same time.The morning dew, I breathe deep into my lungs. There’s no one around, not a sound to be heard, and everything is peaceful.I smile at the blue-green sky, and from that alone, I know I’m no longer in the realm of th
“I don’t blame Fate for everything that happened in my life,” I continue. “I have a mind of my own, and most of my actions since Jenna brought me to life have been my choice.“But I do blame Fate for much of the things I have endured. No one person should go through what I have in my twenty-odd years. Hell, I imagine if I were human, I’d have killed myself long, long ago.”I turn to look at Selene.“I never believed that I deserved anything good in this life. I was a monster, The Bloody Alpha, the avenger you turned me into. Why would I think I could ever be happy? But then you gave Gianna to me.“Okay, I was worse than a monster for a while there. But I soon came to realise that I could love someone and never want to be parted from them. Gianna buried her way into my heart so qu
“The soft wind blows, and the little boy knows this his mother does love his bones.” I softly sing the song Lorcan, and I made up when he was five years old.Lorcan had taken over Luther’s body one windy afternoon. Lorcan has seen something that frightened him. Some horror move Adrian and Tracey were watching in the living room. The idiots should have closed the damn door!I chased after my baby boy as he ran from the mansion in tears. I mind-linked Orrin to keep the kids in the house and leave me to deal with Lorcan.I found my little boy hugging a tree in the forest, sobbing his little heart out. Sure, it was Luther’s body, but I was looking at my Lorcan, more upset than I’d ever seen him.‘Lorcan?’ I had said his name softly as not to scare him any more than he already was.
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