Liam walks into the room, looking sorry.
“Time to go, princess.”
Estelle cries a lot when Nate hands her to her uncle. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Watching my daughter go away,waving and crying loudly. Liam’s bike disappears soon, and I crumble, falling on my knees to cry as loud as I fucking need to.
I feel Nate’s arms around me. He doesn’t say anything, just lets me cry. I just parted with my daughter once again. Maybe it was the last fucking time I saw her, hugged her. What will happen if I die? How will she cope? I can’t bear the idea of not seeing her grow up. I already miss her so fucking much… I keep weeping, my mate rubbing my back.
“It’s going to be alright,” he whispers. “We will win and see her again. She will be fine…”
“I don’t want to abandon her again.”
“We are not abandoning our baby. We will be back. I won’t let Estelle lose her mom.”
I glare at him.
“You’d better survive this too,” I growl.
He chuckles.
“I promise to do my best. I want more time with you and her, so much more time…”
Moon Goddess, we only had a few weeks to live as a family… Why does it have to be like this? If I die, or Nate dies… What will that all be for? I can’t, I just can’t imagine it.
Nathaniel gently kisses me, capturing my lips between my tears, gently caressing me. It’s a salty kiss, a bitter one. I don’t want it to end. I want to kiss him forever, enjoy this warmth until I die. My mate’s taste on my lips, again and again. That would be a sweet poison to succumb to.
I lose my breath as our kiss gets a bit wilder, a bit more desperate. His lips go down my neck, making me gasp. I caress his skin, ripping his shirt without an ounce of regret. I just want to feel his skin against mine, one more minute, one last time. I caress his hair, feeling him grip mine, his breathing getting erratic too.
Our lips find each other again, our kiss resumes as if we needed each other more than air. I kiss him like crazy until my head spins, until I can’t tell what’s his from what’s mine.
After a few seconds, we stop, out of breath. We put a bit of distance between our bodies before this gets out of hand, but my hands are still on his neck, his arms around me. He chuckles, kissing my forehead while I catch my breath.
“Let’s continue after the war, okay?” I whisper.
“Sounds like a pretty good reason to stay alive.”
I laugh. Damn right, it is. We kiss again, a well-behaved kiss, a loving one before parting. We need to go back to the madness of this world.
My head is aching from ignoring all the mind-linking from earlier. I sigh and push my hair back, focusing a bit.
“Elena! Elena!”
“Levi, stop screaming. I hear you. Fill me in.”
“Finally! Some vampires are gathering outside the border! We are gathering too, but the King is gone, and–”
“The King is probably enjoying one last moment with his wife. He’ll be back soon. How many vampires?”
“I would say about two or three hundred…”
Damn, that’s a lot already. I exchange a look with Nate. He’s holding his ripped shirt. Yeah, I may have gone a bit overboard… Well, he’ll have to stay half-naked then. He follows me outside as I take off my jacket. Time to get back to business.
“Lysandra, show time!”
“On our way!”
I mind-link all the Alphas except for Damian, as I can feel his wolf with Nora.
“You’re okay?”