Chapter 363
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Chapter 363
Chapter 363
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It flashes before my eyes again. My transformation, the mate bond and my heart burns in a painful blaze. Before I can process it, my body jerks upright. I sit up gasping, breathing hard.
For a long time I can’t pinpoint where I am until 1 perceive the scent, familiar, grounding, protective. I look ahead and see him sitting quietly on the couch.
My biological father.
I swallow and slowly glance around. I’m in his bedroom, larger than any I’ve ever seen, the king–size bed suddenly feeling sinful just to touch. I sit up quickly and sigh.
It is night. The wind blows quietly through the open window, and we are both alone. I’m in a new dress, soft and clean, and somehow, despite everything, it feels peaceful to be here.
“How did I get here?” I ask quietly, my voice barely above a whisper.
In return, he simply continues to look at me without words.
I can’t tell what happened after the chaos, but Cupid… my breath suddenly stops at the thought. I need to see him. I need to know if he’s okay.
I rush to my feet under my father’s watchful eyes. I slip on the shoes by the bed and head for the door when his voice stops me.
“You should stay p>
“I can’t. I have to go see him p>
“Check on your grandma.” His words hold me frozen at the threshold. I stiffen abruptly.
Yes. Grandmother. My father’s mother, who accepted me with wide arms and a warm grin. In fact, she gave me a gift, something sacred words alone can’t describe. A key that opens the door to one single wish.
Ever since she slipped into a coma, she has been confined in the holy bedchamber. No wolfless person could enter but now I have my wolf.
I turn around and settle my gaze on my father. He rises and leads the way without a word. Quietly I follow through the dimly lit hall until we reach the large, sacred space that holds an almost tangible holiness.
I slow down, staring at the single stone walls rising solemnly around us.
“This is where our powers are derived from,” my father says softly, opening the door wide to reveal a quiet chamber with a single bed at its center. “Come in now, dear p>
Around the bed, candles burn steadily. On the bed lies my grandmother, still, eyes closed. A cold chill settles deep into my spine.
Four years. And here she is.
Slowly, quietly, forgetting everything else on my mind for the moment, I make my way to her bedside and settle there to simply stare. She looks pale, fragile, somehow cold even in sleep.
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Tenderly I reach for her hand, trying to keep the emotions at bay, trying to stop the tears from stinging my eyes. All this becouse of what, really?
“Grandma… I apologize I couldn’t come to see you sooner. I’m sorry,” I whisper, my heart wrenching
Amid the fight to hold back tears, my father’s palm settles tenderly on my arm. The touch soothes, steady and warms
“Is she… going to die from the coma?” I ask before I can stop myself. I look up at him, fear clawing at my throat. “You said you can see how people die. The time. What will become of my grandmother p>
Silence falls from him. He doesn’t speak, and I swallow hard. Perhaps he can’t tell anyone?
“She will wake up soon,” he says at last. “As an Alpha, her son, I can feel it p>
I sigh shakily at the news, turning back to look at my grandmother again. My heart races with sudden, fragile happiness. She is going to be fine?
“Thank you, Moon Goddess, for your grace p>
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