Ilona
The sunset rays had long left and instead, the darkness of night surrounded me. The lanterns in my room flickered with the wind but provided enough light for me to continue reading. Picking up a lantern, I got up and headed to the windowsill. Accompanied by the almost full moon outside the window, I opened the journal to Mother’s final words.
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It is only the last day of fall, but an icy breeze has already blown my way. Sadly, it was not from the northern tundra wind. The physician revealed that I was four weeks pregnant with my second child. But, what would have been good news, had dampened my plans. The father of my unborn child—the mate I once fell in love with—was decaying piece by piece, revealing the cruel villain beneath.
It has been six months since Xander showed us hi
