Chapter Nineteen
Two Years Ago
Death came calling as Amalie thrashed her head from side to side. Pain ripped through her, and she knew her end was near. At least the child was now free of its mother’s ailing body. A healthy girl she couldn’t bring herself to name.
She thought she could ignore the child growing inside her, that her life as the Hood didn’t have to end.
She was wrong. It wasn’t only the Hood who would disappear from Gaule, but Amalie Leroy as well. Would anyone mourn the daughter of a traitor, the sister of a traitor?
“They’re all gone.” Tears blurred her vision as a cough shook her chest.
“Who, Ames?” Tuck knelt beside her, gripping her hand. “Who is gone?”
“My father. My sister.” She sucked in a breath, feeling it burn in her lungs. “Tyson.”
Tuck shook his head. “Ty
