“Liam, you’re going with them,” suddenly says Damian.
“But…”
Our brother’s eyes won’t take any refusal. Liam hesitates, sends me an annoyed glance, and then follows them.
I’m left with Damian and Sylviana, and my legs officially give up. I fall on my ass off one of the benches. That’s too much emotion for one day.
“I have a child. Moon Goddess, Damian, I have a four-year-old daughter,” I whisper, my head in my hands.
The truth hits me again, like a hammer hitting harder every freaking minute. Though Estelle walked away with her mother’s best friend, my wolf can still feel his pup. I can tell exactly where she is in the building.
Damian sits next to me, putting a hand on my shoulder.
“Elena will be fine.”
“She will kill me when she wakes up. She has every fucking right to. I can’t believe it.”
“Nathaniel, calm down.”
“I can’t calm down! I have a kid! Elena had my child, all by herself, and she raised her alone in the woods for four fucking years after I basically kicked her out!”
“You didn’t kick her out.”
Sylviana’s voice surprises me. I didn’t expect our friendly neighborhood witch to step into this conversation. She looks tired, with her sullied dress and disheveled red hair.
“Elena had many reasons to leave. You were one of them, but it wasn’t only you. It was to protect her baby.”
“Why couldn’t she have protected her within Silver City?” I ask, angry.
“Nathaniel. Nora and Elena are related.”
I turn to my brother, confused.
“What do you mean, related?”
“They are cousins.”
I shake my head, doubtful. What is he saying? Where does this come from? His wife and Elena, related?
“It’s a long story,” adds Sylviana, “but Elena has Royal blood, just like Nora. She left because Estelle was your child. She knew that with your Alpha blood, her daughter would be a Royal too.”
“It doesn’t make any sense. Elena isn’t a Royal! She doesn’t even look like Nora!”
I’m exasperated now. Why are they telling me these crazy truths, after all this time? How does Damian know so much about Elena? He turns to me, using his big brother voice just when I’m getting too confused to think straight.
“Nate, you’ll sort it out with Elena when she wakes up.”
“How do you know these things, Damian? Why didn’t you tell me before?”
“There are many things we concealed to protect Estelle,” says Sylviana. “Other things Elena didn’t want you to know, too.”
“I’ve had my share of secrets,” I growl. “Anything else I need to know?”
“She can’t come back to our pack.”
Surprised, I turn around and realize that Daniel’s redhead brother is back. I had forgotten about that guy. What was his name again? Levi? I can’t believe I suspected he was Estelle’s father. He looks nothing like her. He has darker skin than Elena’s, he’s tall like a giraffe. and though his eyes are blue, it’s a different shape and shade, nothing like mine.
“What? Why?” I ask, confused for the hundredth time today.