“Who was ‘she’?” Kai asked, even though part of him didn’t want to hear the answer. His gift amped up on its own, his heart beat rapidly in his chest, and his mind prepared to balk at the name.
“Riley Matthieus. Our daughter.”
Kai could feel his head moving from side to side, his mind’s denial of what his heart knew to be the truth.
“You don’t believe me,” Peyton whispered as the tiny spark of hope that they could overcome their common enemy and seemingly insurmountable hurdles before Riley would come to be flickered and shrank as if caught in a gale force wind.
“No, it’s not that. I can sense the truth in your words. I feel that this is who told you to find me. But you have to know, Peyton, I don’t do love. I don’t believe in forever. And I would never leave a woman pregnant with my c
