"Zyan…go save sister…I don’t blame her…she was just upset…she pushed me, but it’s alright…I am willing to die to prove my loyalty to her…"
Her tears fell on his shirt as she sobbed fakely while my entire being suffered in icy horror.
At last Zyan spoke. His voice cutting deeper than any blade.
"Lianna, I am disappointed to have a mate like you. In childhood Victoria went through your relentless bullying just because she understood your pain of losing a mother.
She went abroad to study because you hated her living in this pack! She saved my life because she wanted to see her sister's husband alive, so that you remain happy!"
The cold wind blew but his tone was colder than ice. "And you dare scheme against her?!"
Scheming?
I sank deeper, lungs burning, unable to breathe, unable to fight anymore.
His final words cracked through the night:
"Since you shamelessly planned this then get out of the water yourself! "And then he walked away with her.
Darkness covered my vision as my eyes closed.
No, I can't die here! I must save my unborn daughter!
Just before my consciousness faded completely, I summoned Darius through the fragile mind link.
"Darius, save me. . . save my daughter. . . "
Just as everything faded, strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me out of the death's embrace.
"Lianna! "The voice rumbled like thunder through fog.
Darius.
His worrying eyes were the last thing I saw before going limp in his arms.
When I woke, the gentle sweet scent of lilies filled the room. A large bouquet rested on the table beside my bed, white petals fresh and trembling like they had been placed there with care.
My fingers trembled as I reached for the folded note left beneath the flowers.
[Darius:The baby in your belly is doing well, please don't worry about her.
I know Lilies are your favorite and bring you comfort. I wanted to stay, but the borders were attacked and I had to leave immediately.
I don’t want you to face anything alone again Lianna. . . not now, not ever. Please answer me Lianna, are you willing to marry me?]
My breath caught as I lifted my phone to reply.
[Lianna: Okay. On this full moon, let's get married. ]
Three days passed in the hospital, and not once did Zyan show up.
On the third day, I finally opened my phone only to find it flooded with Victoria’s photos.
Rumpled sheets in the background as shadows mingled intimately in the candle light.