Shifted Fate (Amy) novel Chapter 648

I collapsed against his chest. A chest that no longer rose. “Baby.” My mother’s choked voice called to me, but I shook my head. I felt her hands tug at me, and I shook her off again.

“NO!” I screamed. I sat back and stared at everyone staring at me with pity in their eyes. “No.” I shook my head. My chin trembled as I threaded my fingers through Rowan’s. “How is this fair?” I slapped the tears on my face away. I turned to my father. “I did everything I was supposed to do. Everything you made me do.” I felt anger build in my chest. “I listened to you while you puppeteered from behind the scenes.”

“Ladybug.” He tried to step close, but I glared at him.

“I wasted three years with my fucking mate because of you.” A sob broke free. I felt like I was choking on all the pain. “Three years.” I turned back to Rowan. My hand cupped his cheek. “Goddess, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have listened.” I collapsed against his chest again. “I shouldn’t have listened to you.”

“Baby.” My mother’s hand trailed up my back. But I could hear the reproach in her voice, and that pissed me off more.

I turned on her. “You think I’m being mean. That he doesn’t deserve my anger?” I could see it in her eyes that I was right. “You still have a mate that you get to love. Get to have more pups if that’s what you choose. Yes, I know these last twenty years have been horrible, but he is still alive. Still here. You don’t get to condemn me because I’m angry that my fucking mate died.” She reeled back as if I had hit her. “I gave everything for this fucking world. I lost my first pup. I fucking died, only to come back and lose everything.” My hand clutched at my stomach. “You don’t get to be mad. You don’t get to look at me like that. Not when I spent years sacrificing everything for this moment.” I turned away from her.

“That’s not-” She tried to fight, but I whipped back around.

“That’s exactly what you were doing.” I bared my teeth at her, tears still coursing down my face. “You might be fine with him pulling your strings, but I’m not. Not when it cost me three years of love. Three years of safety. Three years of happiness. You don’t get to fucking play like he’s the greatest man alive when my mate is growing cold at my feet.” She stumbled away from me.

Good. Fuck them. Fuck everyone.

“My sweet girl.” Her voice trembled as she slid next to me.

“Grandma.” My voice caught. I turned to her, my voice horse. “He’s gone.”

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