Tasha’s heart ached. Each time she thought of her mate, or looked into the eyes of their son. It was the driving force behind her strength. She allowed herself only a moment of weakness when she was on her own in the early morning hours.
Tasha walked over to his closet and pulled out one of his shirts. Since she was training most days, she hardly ever wore her gowns anymore. She preferred Alexander’s shirts with pants and a leather jacket to protect her body against the blows she faced during training.
There was no sign of the vampires yet, but they sent a clear message the day they sent her mate’s dead body back to the kingdom. After an early morning training session, Tasha met with her war council that mostly consisted out of the retired royals and some nobles from both kingdoms.
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