“Dax and I have had an understanding since the beginning.”
“He is my brother, my other half.”
“This has always been the case.”
“Your mother, my mate, was the only person who separated us.”
“When she came, when we met, my world became brighter. I became lighter. Something I did not know was missing, joined with a wandering wolf.”
“Before her, there was only one road before me – blood, wars, death.”
“When she showed up, I had options, choices, chances that I could never have dreamed of.”
“Your mother…was my redemption.”
He paused, his eyes filling as his chest heaved.
Marian stared wide-eyed at her father.
Since the battle, four years ago now, where both her mother and younger brother had died at Dax’s own hands, never had her father spoken about her mother.
Not like this.
Not w
