Chapter 35

Miller’s POV Ever since Chris and I talked about his daughter, Anna, I couldn’t stop thinking about our conversation. I couldn’t decide who to side with. Isabella was in a coma, and Anna was imprisoned in a dark cell. Mia had been giving me a cold shoulder. She wasn’t treating me like she usually did. She resisted my touch, care, and affection. I had been locking myself up in my office, pondering how to please my beloved mate. Perhaps if our daughter was awake, she would be able to smile at me. I prayed for my daughter to wake up as soon as possible. I missed my queen a lot. “Miller, she’s awake,” I heard Mia’s voice through the mind link. Good. My daughter had finally woken up. All hail to the deity. I rose to my feet and entered the room where she was. “Isabella, my daughter!” I called her immediately after I walked into the room. “How are you feeling, my princess?” I asked about her condition, but she didn’t respond. She stayed damper, but why? “Isabella,” I called her again and tri