Chapter 160-1
Kiana
“We are not sacrificing anyone!” I snapped. I still couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Evalina was
related to me? “You’re not….you’re…how?”
“Katherine was my niece,” she said, never taking her eyes off Troy. He’d gone predatorily still. When I began Darkwyn Coven, I brought my younger sister, Dessandra, with me. She was the original Mother and already pregnant with Katherine. Our younger cousin was the original Maiden. When Katherine was ten, she desperately wanted to go out and see the world, so Dessandra began
taking her out more and more.
Then another witch killed her and kidnapped Katherine. I felt my sister’s death, but it was two months before I could rescue my niece. The other witch was a seer, and it was the second time someone told me of my death. It was also when Katherine began to doubt her magic. The seer had told her the kind of child her womb would bring. When her wolf came along, she was more than ready to give up magic all together, and he was the perfect solution. After all, children born of wolves and witches were almost always wolves.”
Evalina was my great-aunt.
My heart hurt. She’d protected me, even if her first instinct was to kill me. Now she was teaching
And apparently planning to die for me.
“Make it quick, wolf. I do not have all day,” Evalina snapped.
“Troy.” I stepped between them. “This is madness.” If we sacrificed her, we were no better than
Claudine killing her daughter. Surely he could see that.
His gaze fell to my belly, and his expression grew unreadable. “I have dead wolves to attend to, and
a pack that I need to put back together. Stay here, Kiana.”
As he walked out, I tried not to take offense to his words. A pack he had to put back together. He
didn’t need my involvement.
Was he finally starting to see that I was the reason for all of his pain?
As I turned around, he returned in the blink of an eye and wrapped his arms around me. “I will protect you at all costs,” he said softly as he kissed the top of my head. “But we will try to come up with another way.”
Then, he was gone.
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Evalina sighed and sat on the bed next to Lunessa. “When I was your age, packs had laws against mating with witches. It happened a little more in the rogue communities, but the thought of an alpha taking a witch was preposterous. When we learned of the mating bond, witches were up in arms. Wolves had magic. A magic that we, weavers of magic, could not possess. Most claimed the mating bond wasn’t real. I’d thought the same, even when Katherine ran off with her wolf. I see it is truth in Troy.”
I continued to stare at her. “You were my family, and you still sent me back to my father.”
“Troy was your only chance of survival.” She looked at me sadly. “I know it is hard for you to
understand, but I ultimately chose you over the lives of everyone on this mountain, Kiana. I
believed that if you found your mate, you could defeat the evil.”
“What if you were wrong?”
“Then at least you will have known love.” She gave me a sad smile. “And I was here to see it.”
“I used to lie in the dirt, caked in the blood of others, desperately wishing that I had a different family, that there was someone left who would rescue me. I’d hold my hand over the mouths of dying women, saving them from my father’s torment, and wondered if there was an aunt or cousin or grandmother looking for me,” I said coldly. “And maybe if you’d rescued me, I never would have met Troy, but maybe I would have, in a way that wasn’t so fucking traumatizing that it took three years of us being mates before we could even touch each other. You listen only to your magic and never to your heart. A lot of people are different because of that.”
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