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“If I can hear his voice in my head, it must mean we’re Bonded,” she thought dizzily. Truly if the pleasure didn’t stop soon, she didn’t know if she could remain conscious. It simply felt too good!

“It’s all right, baby girl—you’re just not used to my Essence yet,” Davrik reassured her through their new bond. “But you will be soon—I intend to spend the next several days with my fangs buried in your neck and my cock buried in your pussy.”

“Yes, Master!” Sonya moaned, speaking the words aloud and through their link at the same time. She wanted nothing more than to be with Davrik forever.

The big Kindred had crossed oceans of time and space to rescue her and then she had rescued him as well, from the clutches of the AllFather. But there was more to it than that. Davrik had saved her from a life of loneliness and she had saved him from despair and loss.

And now they would be together for the rest of their lives, just as Nate and Lan’ara would be together for the rest of theirs. All because it was the will of the Goddess that the four of them should be…Rescued.

EPILOGUE

DAVRIK

“I’m nervous—how do I look?” Sonya brushed at her modest black skirt and made sure that beautiful crimson blouse Davrik had gotten her was tucked in.

“You look gorgeous but it doesn’t matter how you look—your mother is eager to meet you,” Davrik reassured her.

“Her mother, you mean.” She fussed with her long black ringlets nervously.

“No, your mother,” Davrik corrected her.

They had talked long and hard about the best way to introduce Sonya to her predecessor’s mother and had decided that truth was the best option. So Davrik had placed a Think-me call to her, as he often had back when his first Sonya was still alive.

He had always been friendly with his Mother-in-law—she approved of the way he treated Sonya like a princess and gave her anything she wanted.

“I swear you’re going to spoil that girl rotten!” she often said, but the words were always spoken with a fond smile on her face.

It had been several months since he had contacted Sonya’s mother, however, and she was surprised to hear him be-speaking her. Her mental voice was tinged with sorrow, as always. Though it had been five long years since they had lost the first Sonya, her mother’s heart was permanently broken.

That note of sadness in his Mother-in-law’s voice made Davrik’s own heart ache fiercely. He hoped she would be able to hear and accept what he had to say.

“Hello, Mother Maya,” he began, keeping his mental voice soft. “I know this is going to sound very strange, but what if I told you I can bring Sonya back to you?”

It took some time to make her understand the details of what had happened and how he had brought a new Sonya from a whole other universe, but at last his Mother-in-law grasped what he was saying.

“Her whole family was killed over there—in that other universe, you say?” she asked.

“Yes—the Scourge dropped a bomb on their house—she was the only one in the entire family who didn’t die because she wasn’t there at the time,” Davrik told her. “So now she’s all alone. Well, except for me. We’re together now, Mother Maya. I hope you can understand that and you don’t think I’m disrespecting Sonya’s memory.”

“No, no—you have to do what’s right for you,” his Mother-in-law sent firmly. “But this other Sonya—does she look like my baby?”

“Exactly like her,” Davrik assured her. “Right down to the golden flecks in her eyes. She’s not a copy of Sonya—she is Sonya—just from a different universe. She’s had to go through a lot that our Sonya didn’t have to because of the Scourge Invasion,” he went on. “It’s made her incredibly strong and resilient. But I know she still misses her mother,” he added.

“Bring her to meet me,” his Mother-in-law told him. “I want to see her. I promise I’ll treat her right.”

And then she had broken the mental connection. Davrik still wasn’t sure what she would think when she met the new Sonya, but he had faith that she would be kind and cordial, even if it turned out she couldn’t accept her in place of her lost daughter. Mother Maya was a wise and beautiful older woman—he respected her wisdom and grace.

So that was how they wound up walking up the path to the first Sonya’s mother’s house with the second Sonya feeling nervous and uncertain.

“You’ll be fine—she’ll love you,” Davrik reassured her again.

“I hope you’re right. I hope she doesn’t think I’m trying to take her daughter’s place.” Sonya tugged at her skirt again. “Oh my God—the house looks just the same!” she added, staring at the white house with green trim, which was located on the outskirts of Tampa’s urban sprawl. “Look—they even have a porch swing—just like my mom did in my universe!”

Just at that moment, the front door swung open and Mother Maya appeared, wearing a blue print floral dress and a tentative smile on her face.

“Sonya?” she asked and Davrik could hear the hope and uncertainty warring in her voice. Her faded brown eyes scanned Sonya up and down, as though looking for the daughter she’d lost.

“Mom? I mean, Mrs. Martin?” Sonya got out.

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