No Tears Left to Cry

“In the hospital… he all but told me. He stepped up and took my father’s place. He took my place, while I was sedated in that bed. We never stood a chance that day. He set everyone up. He is the reason my parents are dead. I should have known when only they lost their lives that day. It was targeted.” I say seething. My fists are clenched so tight my knuckles are turning white and I have to reign myself in to keep from clawing myself through my palms. The tears welling in my eyes are threatening to spill and I will them to stay in their place. Nolan has a hand on the small of my back, the sparks dancing along my skin like a calmingly delicious jolt of comfort that tingles all the way to my heart. The sign of a True Mate. I had yet to acknowledge it, but now I obviously can’t deny the truth. Grams confirmed my suspicions, but what does this mean I am? What is he?

“Yes. But he didn’t count on you surviving. I never left you in the hospital, alone. He knows you are more than what we sa