“Well, anyway, I went to a seer to figure out how to break this bond. I wanted out. More than ever…I want out. She told me that the host of magic is the only one strong enough to break any mate bond. I’ve heard someone refer to Lila as the host of magic in the past and knew that she had just gotten her powers back. Noah had filled me in on everything when he asked me to spy on the Landry’s and figure out where they are keeping the gem. So, I went to Lila and asked if she could help me. That’s when she told me of her troubles, and we agreed to help one another out. The rest was history, and now I’m here.. begging for your help.”

I stared at her for a moment longer, honestly assessing her face. I had never seen her like this before. She looked almost desperate, and it didn’t give me the joy that I thought it would. Instead, it made me feel sick.

Or maybe that was just my pregnancy.

Without thinking, I reached for the gate latch that separated us and lifted it, letting the door swing open. The movement was so quick that it took Erik a second to figure out what had just happened, but when he did, he let out an angry growl.

“What part of ‘stay inside the fence’ did you not understand?” Erik asked.

I stood in front of Daisy, entirely invading her space, and she looked startled by my sudden closeness.

“What he’s doing to you is criminal. Nobody deserves that,” I told her. “I’ll help you.” She blinked, looking at me, surprised.

‘You will?” She asked, her eyes growing wide though they were still filled with tears.

“Of course, I’ll help you, Daisy. You are going through a lot of pain, and I’m so sorry my brother is putting you through that. I might not know him, but he’s not somebody I ever wish to get to know. I’m not even sure if I want to get to know this family at this point…”

The realization was startling, and a tear escaped my eye. I wasn’t sure if I trusted the Blackwells… it was hard to think of them as my family.

“The only problem is I have no idea how to control my magic,” I told her, staring down at my hands as if they held the answers. “Let alone break bonds.”

“That’s okay… we can figure it out,” Daisy said, hope blooming in her eyes, eliminating all doubts that she was lying.

“Yes, we will figure it out,” I repeated. Then a thought crossed my mind. “Where’s Lila?”

Daisy frowned.

“Probably sulking,” she replied. “Finding out she wasn’t actually from the Blackwell bloodline was devastating for her. It was pretty much ber only identity, and now she has no idea who she is, she has no ✨ family…”

“Well, that’s not entirely true. She’s a Churchill.”

Daisy’s brows raised.

“Wait, what?”

I nodded and then shrugged.

“Yeah, her mom’s name was Megan Churchill.”

Daisy gasped.

“Meg is her mother??”

“She was her mother, yes,” I replied. “But she hadn’t been seen in years.

It’s

60xed that she’s dead

Daisy shook her head, her eyes wide.

“Meg isn’t dead,” She shocked me by saying. “I know this because a few years ago, had relations with Levi Churchill. It was part of a job that Noah had me do, but I was with Levi for months. One day, he got a phone calf, and I could tell that it was a doctor. Levi needed to head to a hospital across town, and went with him because he was my ride. When we got there, he went into a hospital room, and I saw the woman lying in the bed… it was clear she was in a coma. He later confessed that it was his sister Meg and that she got into an accident when she was 19, leaving her in a coma.”