Chapter 60Larissa's POVThe ringing in my ears intensified as I struggled to open my eyes. I could not remember the last time I ever felt so weak and tired. I groaned painfully as I tried to sit up. My bones were also hurting and I felt like I was burning up. I was having a fever? But why? I tried again to open my eyes to no avail. They were just too heavy. I took a deep breath, noticing that it hurt my chest when I tried to. All I knew was that I was laying in a bed. The room was silent and I couldn't sense the presence of anyone else so I assumed I was alone. My fingers moved over the sheets I was laying on and I turned my head to the side to get a whiff of anything at all that would tell me where I was. As I sniffed the air, I immediately recognized the scent. I was in Kaden's room. I could smell him all over. I had spent enough nights in this room to remember what it felt like.I took another deep breath and I tried to relax, but the thought of Kaden had already set me into an o

Chapter 62Kaden's POVI could not sleep. I was tossing around my bed restlessly, thoughts filling my head. How could I when I had no idea of the whereabouts of my son? My only son. I was going mad with worry, different scenarios of the condition he was in flashing through my head. I hated how powerless I felt in this situation. I had tried to follow his scent, but his kidnapper had taken care of that somehow and made it impossible. My best bet now was to find that bastard's hideout, but that too was proving difficult. I knew Stefan Tokenmoon had done it on purpose. He had intentionally made it difficult for me to find his hideout so that by the time I was close, he would take us by surprise and attack.Bloody coward. I would make sure he died a painful death by my hand. The thought filled me with so much hate and anger that I could not bear the thought of just lying down doing nothing. So I stood from my bed and made my way to the balcony. Everything that had happened in the past w

Chapter 64Kaden's POVThe room was silent as Larissa and I stood hand in hand, watching Amaya sign the divorce papers in the corner of the study. Larissa's hand was placed over mine, caressing softly as we waited. Soon, Amaya flipped through the last page and then stood. She walked in our direction tentatively and then handed me the papers. When she looked up at me, an apologetic look was apparent in her eyes. I took the papers from her and looked through them to make sure. Everything was intact. Larissa smiled gently and rubbed my arm. It had been two weeks since the huge battle. Larissa had stayed by my side every day until the gunshot wound healed. A few days after that, Amaya came to see me. I was so mad that I had the guards send her away. But she kept coming anyway, begging for a chance. Larissa convinced me to see her finally and it turned out that she was here to sign the papers. I had insisted Larissa be here because it was an important moment for the both of us. "I'm sorr