200 Death of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Leilani.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stood in front of him, shocked to my bones and processing his words over and over again like English was not my first language anymore. And the more I thought about it, the less sense it made to me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My hands balled into fists as I stared at Darius like he had finally lost his mind. Like he was toying with me\u2026 but his expression said\u00a0<\/p>\n
otherwise.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even the stubborn glint in his eyes told me everything I needed to know.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was true.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He wasn\u2019t faking this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was obvious that this wasn\u2019t a joke. That this wasn\u2019t some folklore or a mini version of the\u00a0<\/p>\n
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1\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
movie: Merlin, or even Game of Thrones.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was real life\u2026 my real life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Malakai isn\u2019t my father, then who is?\u201d I asked slowly, as if afraid\u2026 as if scared that whatever I was about to learn from his response would alter my entire reality.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t even turn to look at me. He didn\u2019t even\u00a0<\/p>\n
spare me a glance or seem as affected as I was as he said the words:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As in\u2026 his father.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Goddess, he was trying to insinuate that we were related?\u00a0<\/p>\n
And yes, that was believable\u2026 especially since we shared some physical attributes and I have always suspected my family of not being my family.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But there was something I still couldn\u2019t wrap my\u00a0<\/p>\n
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2\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
head around. Something that still made me\u00a0<\/p>\n
almost mad just thinking about it. And it was:\u00a0<\/p>\n
First, how could I be related to Darius? Darius of all people?\u00a0<\/p>\n
-And if I was indeed not related to the\u00a0<\/p>\n
Blackthornes, then what the hell is my relationship with Chalice?\u00a0<\/p>\n
What the fuck happened there?\u00a0<\/p>\n
How are we identical twins with different\u00a0<\/p>\n
parents??\u00a0<\/p>\n
These thoughts and several more echoed in my mind, replaying itself over and over again like a video on loop.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My hands shook violently against my steering wheel as I drove. It was sweaty too and clammy, causing it to slip off the wheel continuously, then I would clamp it back down\u2026 again and again, only for the process to repeat itself all over again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
13:15\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
And goddess, I didn\u2019t know what to think or believe. I couldn\u2019t make sense of how I was related to Darius and Chalice at the same time. ow I was my mother\u2019s daughter but not my\u00a0<\/p>\n
her\u2019s.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And do you know what makes this even harder?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The fact that both of my parents were behind bars as we speak, still paying for hurting me so badly in the past.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Due to the fact that I was lost in my thoughts, I very nearly swerved off the road and hissed loudly when my car moved to the side and hit a trash bag by the road. It came to a stuttering stop shortly afterwards, forcing me to turn back to look at Zevran, who at the moment was still fast asleep in my backseat. His head dropped to his side and his slightly open mouth fell open even\u00a0<\/p>\n
more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But he didn\u2019t stir.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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200 Death of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t even blink.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And only the goddess knows what they had done or given to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I almost began to worry about him until I heard the almost inaudible sound of his heart beating steadily in his chest; and in annoyance, I hissed and turned away, hating him all over again for coming at an inappropriate time such as this\u2026 and hating him more for putting me in such an\u00a0<\/p>\n
uncomfortable situation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cStupid son of a bitch!\u201d I cursed him under my breath, but upon remembering how nice his mother had always been to me before she left the pack for a never\u2013ending trip, I shook my head and hissed;\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNah, he\u2019s the bitch! He\u2019s the bitch!\u201d I cursed, slamming on my brakes as I raced all the way home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
13:15\u00a0<\/p>\n
5\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
Zevran.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted to open my eyes and to tell Leilani that I could hear everything she\u2019s been saying about me\u2026 that I had heard most of the conversation she had with that strange Alpha, but I couldn\u2019t bring myself to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I did not think I could handle the awkwardness\u00a0<\/p>\n
that a conversation like that would cause. So I\u00a0<\/p>\n
pretended to be asleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After being knocked out by those lousy Lycans, I realized then from their conversation that my presence was affecting Leilani\u2019s mission there- and not in a good way. So I had pretended to be weaker than was expected and had forced myself to appear limp and unconscious, fooling them into totally forgetting about me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But for how long could I keep up with that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Besides, my neck now felt so stiff, I could hardly feel my blood flowing around there at this point.\u00a0<\/p>\n
13:15\u00a0<\/p>\n
6\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was snapped out of my thoughts when Leilani\u2019s car stopped moving. Then what I heard next was the sound of the car\u2019s door slamming open then\u00a0<\/p>\n
closed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her sweet tantalizing scent hit my nostrils shortly afterwards and I almost moaned in delight when her fingers softly grazed my forehead, then my neck as if checking for my pulse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Under her breath, I vaguely heard her say the words; \u201cHe\u2019s still alive,\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But that was all I heard before her soft breasts\u00a0<\/p>\n
suddenly pressed against my face while she was trying to help me into a sitting position\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
And by the gods, my wolf stirred, growling within the confines of my chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My body pulsated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And an electric\u2013like sensation zinged through my\u00a0<\/p>\n
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7\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
body, from my head to my toes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gosh, I wanted to tell her to move away\u2026 I wanted to be as far away from her as possible due\u00a0<\/p>\n
to how easy it was for her to set my body ablaze without even doing much; But I couldn\u2019t bring myself to speak. I couldn\u2019t move either.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt rooted in place,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mesmerized.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gosh, this girl sure knows how to set me on fire.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My face burned and I hate to admit this, but I think I am blushing!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her hands cupped my neck as she tried to keep me upright, and that alone was too much. It sent so much electricity running down my spine that my eyes shot open before I could control myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Leilani, who hadn\u2019t been expecting that to happen, stumbled backward and fell into the snow, her eyes thinning into fierce slits as she\u00a0<\/p>\n
13:15\u00a0<\/p>\n
8\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
hissed;\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was that for?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
And maybe it was because I was still so stunned, or maybe it was something about her beautiful swirling eyes that had me unable to lie or twist the truth, but I found myself saying the first words I could think of. I drawled;\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2026 your touch,\u201d then slapping my hands over my face, I added; \u201cGoddess, girl, you\u2019ll be the death of me.\u201d a\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\u00a0<\/p>\n
13:15<\/p>\n
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