Chapter 132


    -Unknown-


    Who are you?


    It was silent in my head them, but I could have sworn I heard someb*dy calling to me. Someone had


    touched my mind, dug their nails in anul begged me to remember. Remember what?


    Who was it Someone important. Someone precious. Someone couldn’t bear to let go of. But their voice


    was gone, as had never been there. And I was left with an overwhelming feeling of loss, an all-


    consuming grief that nearly drove me to tear out the heart that caused me so much pain.


    Who are you?


    My own memories gave no answer. There was nothing there but me. My mind was a sprawling, dark


    space, devoid of light, of life. Whe am 1


    “Vte” Are you awake, dear?” An unfamiliar voice coaxed me to consciousness.


    Topened my eyes to see a ceiling I didn’t know. The voire called again, and lifted my head to see a


    strange, pale woman peering at me from the doorway She stiled slightly when she caught my eye and


    hastily entered, shutting the door behind


    her.


    “You slept in today, are you feeling alright?”


    I sat up slowly, taking in my surroundings. I was in a room I didn’t recognize, in avish bed fit for a


    king. Next to the bed was a stall cot, and I could see the tousled red hair of a sleeping child poking out


    from under the nkets.


    Who’s that? Was that me speaking? Even my hoarse voice felt unfamiliar. My throat hurt like I’d spent


    the night screaming.


    I put a hand to my throat. The skin there felt raw and tender to touch.


    eyes looked so sad that I wanted to reach out andfort her. “That’s


    The woman looked over at the sleeping child. Her ey your son. Don’t you remember?”


    “My son?” That felt right somehow. I felt a connection with the small child who slept soundly under the


    covers. But the woman’s next words made me shiver slightly, for reasons I couldn’t understand.


    “Caius is waiting for you downstairs. Your husband.”


    1 frowned, looking down at my hands in myp. Why did that name make my skin crawl? I rubbed my


    eyes, racking my brain for information. But there was nothing


    The woman perched on the bed beside me and cupped my check in her hand. “You’ve had a terrible


    fever these past few days. Perhaps it has affected your memory.”


    Her lips parted like she wanted to say more, but she shook her head and pulled her hand away,


    straightening up and brushing her palms on her skirt. “Not to worry, they shoulde back to you


    eventually, Would mydy like some breakfast!”


    “No I struggled to speak, wrestling internally with the strange emotions that raged in my chest. “No, I


    want-


    I want to hold him one more time.


    pressed a fist to my forehead, scrunching my eyes closed as I searched for words that wouldn’te.


    Hold who? Why was there such a painful longing within me?


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    “Poor thing. The woman kept her hands behind her back this time, shifting ufortably from one foot


    to the other. “I’ll get you some water.


    The woman stepped out and I was left with my thoughts. I couldn’t understand it, but something felt so


    very wrong. The answer to all of my questionsy on the tip of my tongue, but when I tried to bite down


    it was gone. I couldn’t bury my teeth. into anything solid.


    I looked up when the woman returned, apanied by another new stranger. This figure was a man,


    white hair framing his sharp features.


    The man looked at me with what could only be described as unabashed pride. He shed me a smile,


    almost smug as he strode toward me. “Ah Vte, you’re finally up”


    I stiffened when he gripped my chin, peering into my eyes like he was searching for evidence of


    something. With his face close to mine, he asked, “Do you know who I am?”


    My eyes darted to the woman behind him. But she merely hung her head. Meeting the man’s gaze, I


    gave a half-hearted answer, “Caiud My husband.”


    The words felt blocky and wrong on my lips.


    The man smiled broadly, nting a quick k*ss on my forehead that had me shrinking away from his


    touch. “So you do remember. What a relief. You’ve been quite unmanageable over thest few days,


    I’m d to see that the fever has passed.”


    “I was sick?” I leaned away from him, breathing a quiet sigh of relief when he stepped back.


    “Yes,” he shook his head, berating me like one would scold a child. “You made life very difficult for


    everyone, throwing things around and kicking up a fuss. But you’re better now, and have a surprise for


    you.”


    I corked my head to the side, eyeing him auspiciously. “What kind of surprise?”


    The man, Caius, tossed his head back, flicking his hair over his shoulder. “We’re going to be executing


    a traitor in three days’ time. The man is quite a celebrity among these parts. Once he’s out of the


    picture, we will finally be in full control of this


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    “What did this traitor d do


    Caius narrowed his eyes at me. “He questioned my rule, he conspired against me. If it weren’t for me,


    he would have killed you. For that, he has to die”


    I don’t know what came over me, but I was driven to know more about this alleged traitor. What had he


    done to hurt me?


    Caius took my hand then, and 1 forced down thepulsion to pull away. “And when he’s gone, I’ll


    finally make you my true queen. You will belong to me, mind, b*dy, and soul.”


    1 didn’t like the sound of that. Something in my chest howled that every part of this was wrong, wrong,


    wrong. But it was his next words that stopped my heart.


    “By the summer solstice, you will be my Luna, and Ignatius Armpundt will be dead”


    Something in me broke. It was a violent rupture that had me hunched over and pressing my clenched


    fists over my heart, Cauis drew his hand back in disgust, storming out of the room while I wept


    inconsbly for a man I did not know,


    -Calus-


    “It’s not working” I raged, mming my list against the wall while Haedin looked on in bemusement.


    I pointed a finger at the dark-eyed vampire. “Your sister’s abilities aren’t as good as you promised! That


    damned mutt way crying for her mate! I thought you said she wouldn’t remember anything!”


    Hardin merely shrugged, distracted by the fabric that he twisted in his hands. He’d taken it from the


    home of that shifter he was so interested in. It was all he had until we could to track her down.


    He had been more than a little upset to learn that both her and her she-wolf lover had escaped our


    ambush at the Khall


    Now, he brought the fabric to his nose, inhaling deeply with eyes closed like it was some kind of


    intoxicating drug. To Hardin, it probably was. The vampire executioner had always been a little


    unhinged. Even without his talent with necromancy, he would still make people ufortab


    Irritated, I lifted a de from my pocket and lobbed it in his direction. The glinting de wedged itself


    into the wall next to his head, quivering slightly while Haedin slowly opened his eyes


    “There’s no need to worry, sire,” he saidzily, tugging the de from the wall. “Enna has only just


    begun. The she wolf’s memories are gone. Now it’s time to start nting new memories. These things


    take time.”


    I was unconvinced. I folded my arms, baring my fangs when the vampire began carving runes into the


    desk in front of him. “She still loves him.”


    Maybe so,” Hardin continued nonchntly, twisting the dagger into the smouthed wood, but those


    feelings can be redirected. Have patience, Stre, it won’t be long before that she-wolf is the perfect,


    obedient bride.”


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