Chapter 462
ZADE.
Confusion ripples through me as I look at the older man before me.
Why is he here?
Do I turn and walk away?
There are kids present and Valerie was shouting, but she seems fine. But I still turn to her just
as she walks over to me. “Zade…”
“Why were you shouting?” I ask quietly as she places one hand on my chest, holding a mug of
tea in the other, concern clear on her face.
“Are you…” she trails off. “The triquetra healed Sia. Medication might not help Shelby and Ada,
but I think if we can channel what healed Sia, maybe we can heal her…” she trails off when she’s
met with silence.
“Zaia has tried to replicate that a few times, but there’s no harm in us trying combined,”
Sebastian says, coming up the stairs, the Menace right behind him, his piercing eyes fixed on
me again.
“It’s the one-eyed cyclops!” The Menace says pointing at me and earning a frown from
Sebastian.
“Xander,” he warns.
“I do agree that we can try. We should exhaust all avenues,” Atticus says. Hugh nods, patting
Atticus’s shoulder.
I don’t look directly at Hugh, but I see him close the door to the bedroom. “On that note, there is
something I want to discuss with all of you,” he says.
“Then let’s go downstairs. Mom’s just fallen asleep,” Atticus suggests.
“I wanted to do some bloods,” Valerie says, her hand still on my chest.
“I thought you were planning on believing in the power of the triquetra?” Atticus asks.
“Well, I still want to monitor improvements,” Valerie answers sheepishly.
“That’s fair. Well, let’s go downstairs, and Valerie and Zade can join us when she’s done.” Zaia offers.
I glance at her, and she smiles at me.
‘You don’t have to. Dad was trying to remain out of sight so it’s easier for you. I’m sorry that you two
came face to face like this. We didn’t plan it, I want you to know that,’ Zaia says through the mind-link.
I choose not to reply as everyone troops downstairs as Valerie finishes her tea and looks at the girl who
hasn’t moved, curiosity in her eyes as she watches us.
“Sia makes the best tea,” Valerie says, looking up at me and then at the girl. “Sia, this is Uncle Zade.”
“Hello, Uncle,” Sia says, holding her hand out.
“Hey, kid,” I reply, taking her small hand in mine. She smiles as I glance at Valerie, not knowing what
else to say.
“Well, I’m just going to go do that blood test, you two chat,” Valerie says.
‘Really? You’re just going to leave me with her?’ I ask her.
‘You’re lucky it’s not Xander,’ she counters.
‘Don’t think I can handle him?’
‘Nope, I fear I might never see you again,’ she teases.
I can hear that one complaining from all the way downstairs about how he wants to see the one-eyed
man.
“What is your pack’s name?” Sia asks.
“The Shadow Moon.”
“I like it. Congratulations on forming a pack.”
“And who told you about it?” I ask her.
“Mommy told us.” She smiles brightly at me. “Welcome to the family, Uncle.”
“Thanks…” I reply, not knowing what to say to a kid.
She smiles at me, and I wonder if she’s expecting me to make conversation with her.
“How old are you?” I ask.
“Ten and a half,” she answers brightly.
“Great.”
Time really has gone by…
“All done,” Valerie says, stepping out of the bedroom, and I’m certain she left us out here so we were
forced to talk.
‘Smart, but it was pretty obvious what you were trying to do,’ I remark.
She blushes. ‘I’ll make it up to you later. I’m sorry,” she apologises, kissing my lips so softly.
Sia squeaks, looking away with a small, embarrassed smile.
Did her parents never kiss in front of her?
“Shall we head downstairs?” Valerie asks with a small laugh as she pats Sia’s cheek gently.
I nod as she reaches for the door, and I stop her for a second, looking at the woman sleeping on
the bed. “What happened to her?”
“Her health’s been getting worse for a while, but lately it deteriorated fast. Her cells have started
attacking her organs,” she replies quietly. Sia looks in the room and I can tell from her
expression she knows. ‘You got her bloods, cross-examine them to those humans with the new
disease once we return home,” I suggest on the way down.
‘I thought to do the same. If it’s the same thing, it might just be taking different to humans and
werewolves.
We reach the bottom and Sia leads the way into the lounge, where it seems all of them are
gathered. I hesitate a few feet away from the door and realise I’m not ready.
“I’ll sit this one out,” I say quietly.
She doesn’t push me and nods in understanding. “Are you going to be ok?”
“Yeah, I’m gonna step out for a smoke,” I reply as I take out a pack holding it up for her to see.
She nods.
“Ok, I love you.”
‘Love you, too.’ I reply as I watch her until she disappears inside. I head out the front door,
ignoring the asshole guards who are clearly more wary of me now than ever. Lighting a
cigarette, I lean against the wall.
At times I feel like I’m just blending in with them, like they’ve simply accepted me into their
midst, but at other times reality hits and it all feels weird.