* * * Eve's POV * * *
I’m laid comfortably in the land of nod, slightly aware of something pushing at my mind. Feeling the familiar mind presence of Aunt Dorothy. My brave, very brave Aunt Dorothy; shouldering this secret for so many years, watching over me as best she can. Not even having her own mate to turn to for support. I lower the barrier to my mind and let her in, while greeting her: ‘Good morning, Aunt Dorothy’.
‘How are you this morning? Did your memories return?’ She asks.
‘Yes, they returned, Cora had told me that there are more to come. But that she will filter them for me, so that I don’t become overwhelmed. To be honest, I have mixed emotions right now. I’m happy that I can now remember my parents and how loved I was. I’m angry at Alpha Charles, angry at his lies and that he killed my people. And for what? To be an arranged mate for his son? Becca helped me through it. Do you know her? Can she be trusted?’ I answer honestly.
‘I know sweetheart, I’m so deeply sorry tha
