Chapter 200

Ella

I’m staring at Sinclair in utter shock, wishing I could unhear the words that just came out of his mouth.

You’re saying that my father is King Xavier?” I gape, all the joy from the last hour slipping away.

The King who died without an heir and led to your father’s campaign against Damon’s? The one who k!lled your mother?”

(We don’t know for sure that he k!lled my mother.”

Sinclair soothes, “And even if he did, it’s not as though that changes anything.”

“It means that my father is a murderer – a dead murderer!” I cry, feeling my stomach rise into my throat. It means he ruled over the city where I grew up in terrible conditions and never… never did anything to make sure I was alright.”

It hadn’t even occurred to me that the Goddess’s tale essentially made me a Princess. I’d latched onto the fact that my parents wanted me and glossed over everything else she said- like the fact that my father was a King and that I was chosen to unite humans and wolves. Now that I remember it feels like the entire world is crashing down around me. Baby, we don’t have all the answers yet.” Sinclair quickly gathers me back into his arms, sensing my quickly fraying nerves. “This was only your third session and for all we know, your parents never knew where you ended up. Servants of the goddess might have taken you and given you to the orphanage, just like they handled binding your wolf and… whatever the incident in the forest was about.”

But he’s dead.” I repeat, hating that this fact bothers me more than the rest. “I always thought that if I found my parents I’d get to meet them… and now I never can.”

“Xavier is dead.” Sinclair confirms, turning my face up to his. “But your mother lives, Ella. Queen Reina left Moon Valley after Xavier died and the last I heard, she dedicated herself to the Goddess. When this is all over we can find her.”

Queen addressed by her name. That’s the surname

her gift to you… a clue to find her when the time

everything seems numb, too convoluted to identify any single feeling from the tangled mass. “She called herself

tenderly. “I know it feels like no reason could ever be

you’re taking her side?” I sniffle, burying

come face to face

sliding my

my face up

sink down onto the bed together, determined to make the

3rd Person

He rose and crossed the room, his nose picking up on his new favorite scent, though he

door swung open, Cora leaned in the doorframe, her

in and took her ordęr, preparing the requested c0cktail without a word –

the glass. “I’ve just had

about it?” Roger inquired, certain

him again, “I think I might be a terrible

do you say that?” Roger

then I won’t find out… she doesn’t seem realize that

shook her head. “It’s all over the palace already, the long lost daughter of King Xavier, of

knowing better than to guess what was

to be happy… it’s my sister.” Cora groused,

“But.?” Roger prompted.

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