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”

sullenly, crossing his arms over his c.hest, “Mean we just found out

by her parents,” Leon cuts him of this time “Let her have this moment before we

Roger observes grumpily. “But I’m the crazy,

at his eldest son, “Why

the screen, and 1’m introduced to the joys of seeing my mate while in the clutches of the

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

want to l!ck your face.” Sinclair chuckles, the worry lines in his brow smoothing out. “Well right back

nearly as cuddly… I mean her cuddles were nice 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,

sounds like a

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

with the recording of Sinclair’s purrs cued up in case I needed to be calmed down during the session.

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 at once, and the conversation flits around erratically.I can only sigh and snuggle deeper into the

blanket?” I ask after a while, my words soft

as you want when you wake up,

I tell him, interrupted by a wide yawn. “Sugar comes from plants…

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

weakly, but I’m only met with purrs from both the

I hear Leon protest. “What about the

instructs, “Tl go after her,

in the dream forest, and Sinclair is walking towards me through the trees. It’s the first time I’ve been able to find my way here on my own since I started digging into my past, and I run into my mate’s open arms. “I

nightmares!” I exclaim, Wrapping my arms

see!” He exclaims, h.ugging me close and dropping

the day?” I ask, nuzzling my nose against the bare skin of his c.hest, that special sp0t where his scent is

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