Sheila's point of view
I was completely speechless. My eyes went from Killian back to the figure standing in front of the cottage door.
"Devon?" I called in a whisper. This was impossible. He was supposed to be dead. The sentence had been handed down by Killian and the court.
What the hell was this?
My lips broke into a surprised smile. I couldn't hide the elation that was rooted in my gaze. I kicked my legs in motion, rushing to Devon. As soon as I was next to him, I sprawled my hands around him, embracing him.
He groaned, placing a hand on his ribs. "Easy there. I am still healing." He muttered, jokingly.
"How? I thought you were... " I couldn't even bring myself to say the word. I actually didn't expect to see him again, well and alive.
"Dead?" Devon completed it when I struggled
