Chapter 466

Talia’s POV

After breakfast, we walked to the border to say goodbye to everyone.

The cars were packed and most of the Alphas had already said goodbye. I waited until Solon came over before I spoke.

“I want to come with you.”

Everything stopped.

“To Silverfang,” I said, since nobody else spoke. “I missed his funeral. I think going to his grave might help me remember. Silverfang is the only place I can recall. All my other memories are blurred or gone. If my memories come back, it’ll be there.”

Solon looked at Leslie. “It wasn’t…it wasn’t like that, Talia. I don’t think…”

“Then what happened to him? How did he die? Why does no one want to tell me?” I asked.

“Not yet,” Solon said, then sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “You need to stay here in Bloodmoon.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re taking things too fast,” Solon replied. “I know you want to get your life back on track, but I’m worried about what will happen if you rush things. You need to take it slow and not overexert yourself.”

“I’m not asking your permission,” I said firmly.

Solon chuckled. “I missed your stubbornness.”

“I’m serious, Solon.”

“I’m not ordering you, Talia. I’m asking you to wait. When you’re well enough to travel, I will come and collect you myself,” Solon said.

“No, I really feel like I need to go now,” I said.

“Talia, think about what that would look like,” Della added. “I know you want your memories back, but you’re going about this all wrong.”

Della’s serious tone surprised me. She didn’t often get serious with me and made me doubt my decision. I was still trying to think of what to say when something bumped into my legs.

The twins had come in under my arms and latched on, one on each side.

“Don’t go,” Nyla said into my hip. “Please don’t go.”

“It would only be for a few days,” I said.

“You just woke up.” Elian had his whole face pressed into my leg. “You just woke up, and now you’re leaving again!”

Both of them were crying, not making a scene, just hugging me with tears streaming down their faces. I looked at their dark heads and realized how selfish I’d been. I couldn’t leave them.

I knelt and hugged them. “All right. All right. I’ll stay.”

Elian nodded, wiping the tears from his face before wrapping his arm around Nyla, who was still crying. The way he comforted her reminded me so much of Solon and me when we were younger. ‘Our son kind of acts like Solon too,’ my wolf commented, and I agreed.

I looked up and saw Nolan’s face before he could hide it. He’d let me argue the whole time without saying a word to Solon, and I finally understood he meant it when he said he wouldn’t stop me. Still, he looked relieved, and I almost felt guilty for wanting to leave.

Leslie walked over and said, “I can’t wait to get to know you all over again.” She hugged me and whispered in my ear, “Give Nolan a chance. He’s a good man.”

Then, Leslie took Kaya and got into the car. Solon hugged me and kissed my forehead. “Safe travels,” I told him.

We stood and watched the cars go, and then we walked back up to the packhouse together, the twins holding a hand each.

Clara and Annie were waiting at the front door with two school bags. “Time for school,” Clara said.

“Will you be here when we get back?” Nyla asked.

“Of course, I’ll be here,” I said.

“Will you come and get us?” Nyla asked.

“If your father says I can,” I answered.

“She can,” Nolan said.

Elian stopped halfway out the door and turned around.

“Both of you have to come,” Elian insisted. “Not just her. Dad, you come too.”

“Both of us will come and get you at the end of school,” I said.

That seemed to satisfy him. Annie got them out the door Clara went after them with a forgotten bags and then it was just the two of us deft in the hallway, not saying anything.

I hadn’t been alone with him since the bedroom last night.

“Tell me how he died,” I said.

“Not today,” Nolan said.

“You said that yesterday.”

“And I’m saying it again today,” he replied gently, not budging.

“It’s my father.”

“I know,” he said, pausing for a second. “I’ll tell you. I’m not going to keep it from you

or make you beg. But not when you’re just getting your bearings.”

I wanted to yell at him, but I didn’t have the energy.

Honestly, everything had been so

exhausting Reople had expectations

of me for things I don’t re

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happening five years ago. I was determined not to let it get to me. I cried last night. There was no need to cry anymore, but the anxiety kept building every time they refused to tell me what happened.

Did I cause my father’s death? Was I to blame for it? It would make sense as to why they weren’t telling me.

“Talia,” Nolan said carefully. “You’re letting your anxiety get the best of you. Just breathe.”

“How? No one will tell me anything,” I snapped, and that’s when I finally lost it. I crumbled to the floor and started sobbing.

Nolan sat next to me. He didn’t say it

would be okay or tell me to stop. He

wrapped his arms around me and

puffed me tight against him. “L

out. l’here,” he said, and could feel him trying to soothe me with his

aura through the mate bond. It only

made me cry harder.

I cried until there was nothing left; my eyes were swollen, and my head hurt.

“Come on,” Nolan said eventually. “Let me show you around the pack house to get you familiar with it again.”