Page 141 of Master of My Life

Anna’s smile broadened, and she hurried over. “Sabrina, I’ve been looking forward to meeting

you for so long!” Her eyes sparkled as she pulled Sabrina into a one-armed hug.

“You have?” Sabrina asked, hugging her back awkwardly. She reminded Sabrina of Julie and

Heather, her biological mother and grandmother, and her heart squeezed in her chest.

The other woman nodded enthusiastically. “I have.”

Alex chuckled behind her. “She has been talking nonstop about it all week, asking me questions I

had no idea of the answer.” Alex spoke with a heavy accent, though Anna did not at all.

Sabrina looked back and forth between the two of them, wondering who the heck they were and

how they knew about her.

Chase stood behind her and squeezed her shoulders. “Alex is the Elder-Son of Hesse, in

Germany. Anna is his wife and a former Elder-Mistress.”

“Former?” Sabrina asked. Her jaw dropped open, and she stared. An Elder-Mistress? A real-life

Elder-Mistress? A million and one questions popped into her head.

Anna tilted her head and nodded. “It’s a long story. But yes. I only act in that capacity when I

choose to now.”

She married an Elder-Son? Like I’m going to do soon. They look amazingly in love. I hope

Chase and I have that. Sabrina realized she was staring but couldn’t stop. Anna glanced at her

husband who watched both women with curiosity in his eyes.

“Why don’t we sit down?” Chase said, gently guiding Sabrina further into the room. He nodded to

Ethan as he left and the two couples settled onto the couch.

“We meant to come out sooner,” Anna said. “But Gerdie was getting over a cold, and we wanted

her to be all better before flying.” Anna nodded toward the sleeping bundle in her arms.

Sabrina stared at Gerdie, her heart breaking. She couldn’t have children. It had never bothered

her. Until now. Sabrina glanced at Chase who smiled at the sleeping little girl and wondered if he

knew. She could see in his face how fascinated he was with the child and heat spread through her

body.

A sob escaped Sabrina’s throat, and she bolted out of the room and paused in the hallway, trying

to remember where everything was. She’d only been in the house twice. Downstairs she found the

kitchen and a sliding glass door that led out onto a patio. She didn’t stop until her fingers felt the cool

glass and she realized she didn’t have a coat. She leaned her forehead against the glass and stared out

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