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Maybe my brother was right.
Maybe I have turned into the whore of Windemere.
He grips my chin, tilting it up to meet his gaze, but I shut my eyes, unable to bear what I think he’s going to say or the regret I might find staring back at me.
“Please, look at me.”
Reluctantly, I open my eyes, and I’m shocked by what I see.
Passion.
Lust.
Loyalty.
A subtle hint of endearment.
“Tomorrow is going to be a difficult day for you.” I swallow hard. “Promise me something.”
“Anything,” I say. I don’t hesitate, but it’s easy to give him what he wants after everything he’s given me.
“Promise me that when things look dark, when you lose all sense of hope and feel lost... You’ll turn to me, to us. You’ll think about this moment and know I’d give up everything to make you happy, to be by your side, and to keep you safe. I know you’ve lost so much in your life, and it pains me that you’ve had to weather this alone—but you aren’t alone. We’ve got you. We’re here. By your side. Always.”
A tear slides down my cheek. The words catching in my throat.
I have them. They’ve always been here to protect me and watch over me. To push me to my breaking point but also bring me pleasure I’ve never experienced and never want to experience with any other soul alive.
I nod my head, feeling like the most treasured person in the world. “I promise, Grey. I’ll try to remember that always.”
Chapter
Twenty-One
Robyn
My hand reaches out, touching the cold, empty space beside me. I knew he would be gone when I woke up, but that doesn’t ease the sting in my chest.
I hear the door open and shut before someone draws the curtains. Cyra. I don’t have to open my eyes to know it’s her. This is her usual routine. But today I just want to lie in bed a little while longer.
Reality settles heavily in my chest, and I try to clear my head before getting up.
The day of the funeral has arrived, and no matter how badly I want to run from it, I can’t. I’ll say my goodbye along with the rest of IronHaven, and hopefully I’ll get through the day without having to deal with Rami and Mortianna more than I have to.
The ache growing deep within me gets stronger with every breath I take. The tears begin to fall from my eyes on their own volition.
My father is gone.
I feel every ounce of emotion that I’ve been trying so hard to suppress.
Grief. Sorrow. Anger. Joy. Happiness.
It all washes over me like a tidal wave.
The last of my family has left this world.
I can no longer consider my brother and grandmother family. We may be blood, but they despise me as much as I do them.
After last night, I’m pretty sure Rami hates me, and as much as I want to return the feeling, I can’t find it in my heart to reciprocate.
