Ella

There are tears in my eyes as I come out of the memory, the heady drug still swirling through my senses. I forget that I’m not alone in the room, trying to wrap my brain around the conversation I just recalled. My mind feels as though it might splinter with the weight of so many astounding revelations. I met the Goddess, and though I’d been too young to understand the things she explained to me, to realize that I was the child in the story, I’m certainly old enough now. I have a family. I think dazedly, the Goddess’s own power runs through my veins.

When the heavy silence breaks, I remember I have an audience. “Holy sh!t.” Gabriel utters in amazement.

“Did that… was that… ” Roger stammers, looking around at the other men.

“I can’t believe it.” Henry concludes, looking solemn but reverent as he strokes my brow.

Was that – was that real, or a dream?” I ask nervously, turning wide eyes to my father in law. It felt real, but years of disappointed hopes have trained me never to trust such things.

“No Ella,” Leon answers stiffly, as if he’s suddenly not sure how to address me. “That was very real.”

I clench my eyes shut, and rivulets of salt water streak down my cheeks. They wanted me”I
Murmur in awe. my parents wanted me.

“Of course they did. Henry clucked fondly, wiping a few of my tears away. How could they not?

My brother-in-law is watching us as if we’re mad, Um…is that all that stuck out to you because-“

Put a sock in it, Roger.” Gabriel cuts him off with a low growl.

“Sorry, it just seems like she’% burying the lead”

his c.hest, “Mean we just found out

willfully abandoned by her parents,” Leon cuts him

calm about this” Roger observes

eldest son, “Why don’t

he’s told, and a minute later a tablet is pressed into my hand. Dominie’s handsome face fills the screen, and 1’m introduced to the joys of seeing my mate while in the clutches of the ether.

met the Goddess.” I report dreamily, raking my gaze over the rugged planes of his cheekbones and jaw. They’re even sharper under the effects of the drug, and his emerald eyes even more striking.

to l!ck your face.” Sinclair chuckles, the worry lines in his brow smoothing out.

but yours are so much better.” I stop for a moment, distracted by thoughts of being in my mate’s arms. It takes a moment for my thoughts to get back on track. “But you wolves have had it wrrooonngg. I sing, dragging out the word. “She’s not even the Goddess of the moon, but of

he sounds like a bit of

fascinating?” Sinclair tells me, in the tone of one speaking to a

scoff. “Here dearheart, listen to this while I explain to Dominic.” My phone is ready and waiting at my side, with the recording of Sinclair’s

their astounded discussion, about the God of darkness, the unknown history when wolves and humans openly lived together, and my role in this war. There are too many details to focus on all

I have a blanket?” I ask after a while, my words soft and slurred. “And maybe

you want when you

interrupted by a wide yawn.

I realize they’ve brought the tablet back over to me. “Stop sassing me and

weakly, but I’m only met with

hear Leon protest.

Sinclair’s deep voice instructs, “Tl go after

is walking towards me through the trees. It’s the first time I’ve been able to find my way

Wrapping my arms and legs around

He exclaims, h.ugging me close and dropping k!sses over my

ask, nuzzling my nose against the bare skin of his c.hest, that special sp0t

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