All Chapters of He Hurt Me, But He Needs Me: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Ferrara"No."I growled into the phone. "You don't get to tell me no. I'm your alpha.""And I'm not a wolf," Irene said succinctly. "Look, I like Lunessa. And I love Violetta. I owe her everything, and if you'd told me what was happening sooner, I might already have an answer for you. Three weeks!""For the record, I was in a coma for two of those weeks. Her vitals are good.""Great. Give me more time.""But I don't know what's happening inside her mind. Sometimes her heart is racing like she's terrified. Other times it's calm. If I can't find a way to pull her out soon, she could go insane. Her magic is eating away at her, Irene.""Half a witch," Irene whispered. "I've been inside her mind, Ferrara. I never saw a single spark of magic. Hiding magic is incredibly powerful. Most of us find other ways to get around it. There's no way she did this as a child. She wouldn't have had the training. Someone cast this spell with her magic, and that is...Ferrara, I can't imagine what we're up a

Violetta"Andrea. Are you ready?"The soft feminine voice wrapped around me so soothingly. Closing my eyes, I inhaled the sweet aroma of roses. The whole house smelled of it. It wafted off the woman wherever she walked, marking her way. My father would wink at me whenever my mother tried to hide and surprise us. Even the humans would be able to scent her, he laughed. Sometimes, when she was gone for long periods of time, I'd take her perfume bottle and spray it throughout the house. My father would sigh, wrap me in his arms, and tell me he missed her too."I'm ready," I called back eagerly and rose from my bed. Everything was perfect. The lavender bedspread didn't have a single wrinkle, and my collection of teddy bears was lined up near my pillows. Dad would shake his head and say that I was supposed to grow up to hunt bears, not cuddle with them, and Mom would just find a way to smuggle another one to me.As I swung my legs off the bed, a strange thought entered my head. Too tall. I

ViolettaWith a groan, Ferrara raked his hand through my hair and kissed me deeply. "Say it again, Violetta. I need to hear it again. I need to know that you remember me.""I remember you. I love you. I've been an idiot for being too scared to tell you. I don't even know if this counts as telling you. What if you're just something else weird that my mind has made up?""I am definitely here," he chuckled. "Four witches are basically streaming my conscious through the mating bond, so my body is still there. Your wolf is here. I don't know why you can't feel her."The absence of my wolf reminded me of how dire this situation was. I turned my head and studied the scene. My mother stood in the living room, fury on her face. I couldn't believe she was here. That I could finally remember her.And that she seemed to be actively working against us.So I ignored her. Instead, I wrapped Ferrara's hand in mine. I didn't want to lose him again. "I don't know how to get out of here, but I don't wan

Violetta"Nobody can be trusted, witches included."I stilled at the sound of my mother's voice, but Ferrara squeezed my hand. Katherine walked out of the shadow and through the scene that had become frozen in time. "This is the first time you've actually made it inside the den. Those creatures were not of my doing, you know. This was never supposed to be a nightmare.""Who did it?" Ferrara asked.Katherine glared at him and sighed. "I don't know, although it's got the Darkwyn Coven stink all over it. I imagine the three of them did it to make sure that you never saw them. Ironic since they would have approved of what I've done.""Approved?" My eyes filled with tears. "You seem like you love me. How could you do this to me?""Andrea, my baby. I did this because I love you. As long as you didn't know who you were, you were safe. I gave you a chance at a happy life, but someone just had to chip away at something he didn't understand. Who taught you to read, Violetta?" Katherine mimicked

Violetta"What have you done? You killed her! You killed her! Dane, you killed a Darkwyn witch!" Katherine screamed in hysterics."It's Shane," he snapped. "And lower your goddamn voice. You brought this on yourself. Your own daughter! You could have killed her!""Andrea is fine. She'll wake up soon, and she won't even remember that she has magic. She won't remember that I have magic, but you...I didn't even know you were capable of murder," Katherine whispered. Tears tracked down her face.My heart hammered in my chest. I couldn't let go of Ferrara. He'd walked me against the wall, as if he could protect me from what was happening here.Bile rose in my throat. All the horrible things that happened here, that were done to me and things that I did, remained with me, but over the past few months, the imprint had faded. It made coming back here all the worse.We hadn't stayed here all that time. Of that, my memory knew. We moved frequently, but we often came back here, and when Ferrara f