Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

213. Olivia - Gifts IV

My eyes fill with tears.

Mother and daughter finally reunited.

The two horses almost look alike. If not for the white spots all over Speckles' back, she would be identical to her filly, who is all black.

"Can I?" I ask, wanting to get close to the stall.

"Just a few more steps. The filly arrived today and Speckles might be a bit overprotective with her."

I nod. "I understand. I would be the same if... I was... in her position." Looking at Ansel, I ask, "How did you find her?"

"Through the family of her old owner. But the fucking bastards didn't want to let her go without a substantial amount of money, so I had Rin help me convince them to give her to us without much fuss."

Ansel means that he and Rin tortured that poor family. Typical of the Lords. But on the other hand, it made Speckles happy. "I hope you did pay them something."

"They are lucky we let them conserve their lives after they took pleasure in abusing animals. Speckles wasn't the only one," Ansel lets me know.

thing." While I would love to spend hours in here watching the horses, I'm starving. "We

Ansel says.

and lastly, it stops on Ansel's face. "Mine?" I surely heard him wrong.

but when it comes to horses, I

you, we would not have known about the filly. I still don't understand how you knew. But, the filly is

when I'm about to cry and I throw myself into Ansel's arms. I still can't find the right words to express how... I feel right now. But Ansel seems to

to know I brought some joy

wrong. I do feel

simple things before I die? Not that a filly is

sure to spend time

brace myself for the pain that usually follows when I have any positive feelings, yet seconds pass, and nothing happens. Could the bond with Ansel protect me? But when he made love to me, we were already bonded, and the pain was so intense I fainted. Could it be that the bond was too fresh? So many questions swarm inside my head, but I have no one to ask for

have to show me how to

is so tall compared to me that when he embraces me, he always ends up lifting me up from the ground. "We start tomorrow.

little," I

me, you are," Jasper points out

thought the perfect surprise didn't exist. Until now." Mose grabs my face between his palms, his brown eyes staring into mine.

other. While I wish to stay right here and watch them until I no longer can keep my eyes open I want to give Jasper and Mose what they want a bond. It might not be something that I want, but them doing such a nice gesture to me deserves to be rewarded. It's more than a nice gesture.