Chapter Forty-Three

Landon

Sitting across from the woman who I thought was my mate fills my heart with dread. I fear for my son, myself, and my true mate, who is out there somewhere who is having her essence drained to disguise this woman. The woman I thought I was in love with forever—the woman who carried and had my child.

Fuck, what I’m going to tell Jeremy about this woman when he’s older?

She smirks at me. “Always thinking ahead, dear husband.”

“I’m thinking about our son. Someone whom you constantly leave alone with strangers.”

Estelle shrugs, “I’ve never really been the nurturing type to any of my children.” Her lips turn up into a smug smile. “Oh yes, Landon, I have several children, none of which I’ve mothered. Hence the reason for nannies.”

“Why?”

She shrugs, “You aren’t my first rodeo, Landon.” Estelle leans forward as far as the shackles allow her. “But you are the first one I sincerely love.”

“You don’t know, love Stella, sorry Estelle.”

She laughs mirthlessly. “I almost forgot your unrequit