Chapter 87

JACKSON

When I was a teenager, my father had told me something that stuck with me all of these years.

‘There is nothing that I wouldn’t do to protect your mother. If I failed to protect her then there was nothing that I wouldn’t do to ensure that it didn’t happen again.’

Often times, I thought how foretelling it was that I met Imeela in the midst of a fight for survival. She was brave, strong, and fierce. Those three qualities never diminished at all but did become even more defined as the years flew by. There had been nine different attempts on her life, which included this one as well. Each time, however, filled me with even more fury.

My mate was the kindest person you would ever meet. She genuinely cared for everyone who was not a fucking douchebag. She wanted nothing more than to see people thrive. Her enemies felt that was the weakness that they could exploit. How very wrong they were. On the contrary, the care that she exhibited towards others was what would make her fight u