Chapter Thirty-Six
Xander POV I sat on the bed beside my napping mate and contently watched her sleep as my mind ran wild with the knowledge I’d just learned. My mother had an affair with another man, her true mate it would seem. And my father was not actually my father at all. It all made sense now. His disdain and impatience with me, the beatings, the hate. He knew I wasn’t his when he’d tried to awaken my mother from her curse, and because her heart belonged to another his kiss had no chance of working. Yet mine worked. So not only did he discover the baby he’d so yearned for was not his, but that I did something that he failed to do. I had my mother’s love without her having ever even laid her eyes upon me, and yet I could accomplish true loves kiss. I guess the purest love of all is the love a mother h
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