*Rionna*** Chapter 48

“M-mom?” the man stammers, his face pale as he gawks at me.

I turn my head to see if there is anyone behind me but just find a closed door in my path.

Who is he calling Mom?I wonder.

Toran chuckles softly to himself and I frown at him for teasing me before turning back to the frightened man.

A single tear rolls down his cheek but he does not move any closer to me, as if he is afraid I might disintegrate should he so much as breathe near me.

He looks so familiar…I tell myself though I can’t quite make out where exactly I have seen him.

“Look harder, Ry,” Toran mind-links me.

“You know him.”

“I do? “ I ask, squinting my eyes at the mysterious man.I study his features, taking in his dark hair, his smooth pale skin and his warm brown eyes.

Those eyes…Where have I seen those eyes….

“I think we should sit down first, Ry,” Toran says, getting up to offer me his chair.

I step towards my husband only for the young man to whimper.

A memory suddenly pops into my head of a little boy with a stutter doing his best to recite a poem, a few sad tears trickling down his cheeks as he stumbles through his words.

“You’re the little boy from my dreams…” I murmur, a soft smile curling on my lips as I turn to face him.

to me…You would get so frustrated with yourself when you couldn’t say a word right…” I mutter to myself, snapping my

grown up now, aren’t you?” I add, my excitement growing about meeting someone

us more about you than Toran can… my wolf, Senara

man’s eyes glaze over with tears, his silence making me mildly uncomfortable, but I push onward,

chirp, holding up my smile

I making him

mate?” I ask, turning to the young woman beside him

very beautiful,” I smile, hoping to get a reaction

she looks at me.I turn to the small older woman who has her brows furrowed in anger at Toran and I, my heart skipping a

the small

please?” Toran sighs, ushering

at the young man to sit as well, but he

pure yet so familiar, like sitting by a fireplace on a cold winter’s night, the glow of the flames touching every inch

feeling growing in my belly

don’t know w-who I- I am?” he whispers after a long silence, his

despair grows with my silence and I close my eyes to concentrate, willing my memories to come back to

” Toran murmurs via

I came back…” I add, still unable to wrap my head around the story myself. Toran sighs heavily and explains in further detail the events of my rising. “After I ordered the hit during King Arthur’s birthday party, I requested that my wolves bring me back her body as proof of her death.As she was being transported to Ravenstone, she sat up in the back of the van, the wound on her neck completely healed,” Toran adds with emphasis. “My

know my name was once Elenore and Toran tells me Imore me.Sometimes I get these recurring dreams, but they don’t really feel like dreams; they’re

are much Bigger now,”

used to read poetry to me and we would

you.I don’t know much

turns to hide his face from me and the guilt once again returns, making me wish

Toran reminds me, grabbing hold of my hand

all my fault, not

heart, however, makes it hard for me to not give in to my

you?” I whisper aloud, hoping if Zane

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