#chapter249: Candido’s Wish

“It was unsure if my Beloved King would have ever risen again and to what world,” she said. “It was for the best that I changed the path.” “We’re mates,” I said again. “We’re mates. Nothing you say can change that.” “Mates,” she scoffed. “A tool for conquest. Were you not listening? The vampiric power you inherited from your mother was the only reason you could fake the moon mark. The white fur you inherited from your father turned platinum because of it. When you were no longer a vampire, after Cillian had drained the last of that power out of you, you were just a plain werewolf…” “I don’t believe you,” I said. “I won’t believe you. You’re just trying to trick me.” “Your real moon mark vanished the night that your mate died trying to protect you.” I saw the senior diving in front of me and jerking as the bullets hit him in the chest. “Him?” I growled. “No. I can’t believe that.” “Neither could your mother,” she laughed. “By the time you met your grandfather, I had alrea