Chapter 26
The carriage ride back to the estate was quiet, tense. I sat beside Killian, my hands clasped in my lap, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. Anger. Betrayal. Confusion. It all swirled inside me, tightening around my chest like an iron grip.
Finally, I exhaled and turned to him.
“I’m sorry, Killian.” My voice was barely above a whisper. “I shouldn’t have lost control like that.”
Killian didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he let out a slow, exaggerated sigh before rubbing his temples.
“It’s alright,” he said smoothly. “In fact, you had every right to act like that.”
I glanced at him, relieved—until he continued.
“But dear Moon Goddess,” he groaned, “you embarrassed the pack so much. We’ll probably never be invited to a ball again.”
I let out a weak laugh, shaking my head. “I know. I ruined everything. I ruined your image, I’m sorry.”
Killian turned to me, his expression softening slightly. “You didn’t ruin everything, Aurora.”
I swallowed, my throat tight. “I just don’t know what to think anymore, Killian. Everything is so messed up.”
He studied me for a moment, then sighed again.
“When we get home, I’ll tell you some things about your family. About your lineage. You deserve to know the truth.”
My breath hitched. The truth?
I nodded slowly, heart pounding. “Okay.”
When we arrived back at the estate, Killian wasted no time. He called me straight into his office. The room was dimly lit, the massive bookshelves lining the walls filled with ancient texts. A fire crackled in the fireplace, casting shadows that danced across Killian’s face as he leaned back against his desk.
He gestured for me to sit. I didn’t.
I crossed my arms, my voice firm. “Tell me everything.”
Killian smirked, but there was something almost serious beneath it. “Let’s start with why you have two mates, shall we?”
I stiffened.
“You already know that the mate bond is a gift from the Moon Goddess,” he began. “But sometimes, very rarely, she gives a second chance.”
I frowned. “I thought second-chance mates were only for wolves whose mates died.”
Killian chuckled. “That’s the common belief. But that’s not the case with you, Aurora.”
A strange unease curled in my stomach. “Then what is the case?”
He leaned forward, his gaze dark and knowing. “You, Aurora, are part of a very old and rare bloodline. A bloodline that was once considered sacred.”
