Xena
I quickly wipe my eyes and try to focus. I was certain that I hear Xaden’s voice. Or maybe I am going insane.
I can’t hold back when my tiny bundle of joy runs to me. He is here.
“Mother. Don’t cry,” he says and wipes my tears with his tiny hands. “You have to remain calm, or my little brother will be in danger,” he warns. He sounds so sure of the gender.
I squeeze him into a tight hug before it occurs to me that something is amiss. I saw him dead. I held his lifeless body in my arms.
I pull away and study him from head to toe. It is my son, but how?
He just smiles with those sparkling eyes I thought I would never see again. The Lycan king must be picking up my confusion because he sends Xaden away.
“What did you do?” I fire at him and West the moment the door closes behind
