Chapter Nineteen
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Trescina rubbed her bruised throat and glared at the man standing in the shadows. She clenched her fist. The faint memories that had always been encased in a fog suddenly came into sharp focus.
She knew the memories were from her cat. Her primitive form retained the recessive memories of her connection with her mother while she was in the womb. Trescina remembered the gentle warmth of her mother’s love even as pain and grief tore through her.
“She loved you,” she forced out.
The man who was her biological father stared at her with indifference. Her gaze moved to his prosthetic arm before she looked away again. She had to get away from him and somehow alert Walkyr and his brothers.
“She was easily fooled and seduced,” he coldly replied.
Trescina’s lip cu
