Chapter 38

Lydia’s POV

I tossed in bed that night, with the name Lyssandra on my lips.

Who had she been? She was Freya’s mother but that was all I knew of the late woman who Darwin had loved fiercely.

“But then she broke his heart. Even before their mate bond was dissolved,” Drusilla cut through my thoughts snarkily.

“He’s ours now,”

“Stop it!” I snapped at her, but internally I was pleased. My phone beeped with a text from Darwin.

It was a picture of a duvet and pillow set up on the floor, just like I used to do it. Along with the caption, “Not used to sleeping alone so I made your bed to pretend like you’re here,”

So sweet. My heart was going to burst with happiness.

With a chuckle, I took a picture of me in bed in his shirt and sent it to him.

So what if Lyssandra had been a terrible wife and left Darwin with psychosis? As I drifted off to sleep, only one thought was clear.

I don’t know this Lyssandra woman, but I’m grateful to her for giving me Darwin.

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