Chapter 102: Longing for Captivity

Ivy.

Twelves hours had gone by since I birthed my children, and even though everything was perfect on that front, my mind kept going back to Damian. Talon and Hale went out to his last location only two hours ago, and I panicked every moment they were gone.

I couldn’t feel my connection to Damian anymore, and as my mind tried to make me think the worse, I couldn’t allow myself to.

I had to stay strong.

Thad to believe he was alive.

 

The pain I had felt earlier in the day, before I had given birth to my children, was unlike any pain I had ever felt before, and it didn’t take until the pain subsided for me to realize it wasn’t labor pains I was feeling.

Instead, it was the pain being inflicted upon Damian, and because I was bonded to him in a way nobody could explain; 1

could feel every infliction.

I cried and cried for hours after the twins were born. Pleading with Hale, Talon, and James to allow me to go to him.

I could feel the bond weakening, but they just simply said it was in my head.

Something deep inside me, though, told me his life was

ending, and I couldn’t allow that to happen, not after everything we had fought for since I had arrived.

It was constantly the back-and-forth motion of love and hate and fighting, and confliction and secrets and lies and I was done with it. I was done with all of it. I only wanted to be with my mates and my children and be whole, normal.

With the protection of the pack, we were a united front.

The only problem was outside forces sought to destroy us because we were different.

No matter what they said, though, I was not a monster. I was a normal person with unique abilities and a large heart able to love more than just one man.

I wanted to be the Luna this pack could be proud of, but I was so devastatingly misunderstood I didn’t know if I could ever overcome and be what they wanted me to be.

Pushing away my fears and thoughts, I kept a wary eye out on the horizon, waiting for two of my mates to arrive, praying Talon and Hale would go to this cabin in the woods and find Damien there.

Find him alive… Maybe slightly wounded, but still alive.

I knew without a doubt who had him, and I was terrified because the person who had him wanted nothing more

eventually, mine, right next to

eat something,” my mother said

the nursery, scouring the horizon for the return

“You may be worried, but your twins need you, and placing all of your concentration on things

breath, I turned from the window to face the two women who had helped keep me together over the past few weeks. “I

in their beds, I couldn’t help but find myself at a loss for how

back the tears that threatened to

her hand fell upon my shoulder. “The gods have things planned for us, and we must accept the

as I wiped away a loose tear that had escaped my eyes. “I refuse to

on the door drew my attention. “How are we doing?”

“I’m okay. Just worried,”

he wrapped his arms around me and kissed the side of my head. “He isn’t dead, Ivy. I

feel the connection as his

him, I held back a sob. “What does that

Ivy, don’t cry. It means he is alive,

my mother added, trying to reassure me. “You

I went back to the window and continued to stare out over the horizon. Until my

back, James. Until they’re home, I won’t find

growing, and every moment my mates were a way, I felt it sending me into a spiral I didn’t know if I could come back from. It was just another

whatever it takes to bring him

James said firmly. “But we won’t be able to do our job if we are worrying about you. So

After having the twins, I needed something of Damian’s to calm my racing mind, and the only thing I found comfort in was the bedding from his room James

 

my bed, I wrapped myself

closed my eyes

okay. With my mother, Priscilla, and James here, I would be able

Damian.

met with the Elder Council, I was tossed into a white room and locked in. The silver shackles upon my wrist had been removed, but then an injection of silver had

sink. I would have given anything in that

white decor and the blood that was slowly dripping from my body onto

mess, but it was a mess

Alokaye and Richard had

if it was the last thing I

Allison-I couldn’t believe she was still

somebody, or that someone from my pack had murdered them

I

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