Nora Connolly

Twenty-three:

Nora Connolly

She hadn’t been trapped for very long. But with all of Mordred’s talk about trying to marry her off, she didn’t like the idea of being left alone. She didn’t know who she could trust anymore. What she did know was that Roman was her mate. The future Alpha. And powerful enough to keep anyone at bay that might try and hurt her. That was what Nora needed. She had always run whenever she was in danger before. But for the first time in her life, there was someone to keep her safe.

That was important.

They managed to carry the statue of Winter into The Stellarum. When they finally got inside, to Roman’s room, the two stood there staring at each other.

“Are you okay?” Roman asked. “I’m sorry. I never should have taken you there.”

Nora sighed. “I’m fine. I just…you know for a second, when Mordred said that he was my grandfather, I thought maybe I could actually have a family again. But he showed his true colors quickly and I knew that there was no point