Chapter Eighty (Saraya's POV) Present Time

I was nervous to meet my mother … no sister. I felt I had failed her in some way. And wondered how she would receive me. I had let her down by just accepting Isidora's words or maybe it was the grief that ate at me. Losing my only family; the only person I truly trusted was hard for me. I was glad she held no grudges. Hearing her confirm Dane's deduction about my mother was surreal. It felt like mere speculation when Dane told me and now I know without any doubt that he was right. Evanore was my sister and not my mother. I have so many questions to ask about my biological father and wanted to know if Hekate ever came back to check on us, but I decided to do that later. Perhaps when we are alone.

Fury welled inside me as she told us about her ordeal with Isidora. That two-faced bitch will get what is coming to her. I am so happy Evanore was going to be alright and it was a tad endearing to watch the powerful immortal hovering about her like some guardian angel. He was a guardian aft