Sinful Mates 1-3 novel Chapter 162

　　Evelyn’s POV

　　I couldn’t understand, nothing to me made sense. I just couldn’t fathom something as tragic as this could happen to her. I never in my wildest dreams could picture Amara being gone. It didn’t feel real, like a bad dream I was yet to wake up from.

　　When we got home, Thaddeus was nowhere to be seen, yet I could feel his heartbreak, his guilt. Nothing compared to the agony of his tortured soul. No amount of pain I had ever endure measured up to the feelings that swirled within him.

　　“What’s taking him so long?” Imogen said pacing around the loungeroom. Her tears looked like they were permanently etched into her grief-stricken face. Looking at my daughter squirming in my arms, I couldn’t imagine the heart ache she was feeling. I had only been a mother for a few hours and knew without a doubt I would lie my life down without hesitation for her. Give up everything and everyone for her in a heartbeat.

　　“He will bring her back, love,” Tobias says pulling on a pair of pants Orion had handed him. Theo stood staring out the window lost in his thoughts, the air in the room so cold and empty despite being overcrowded. Nothing but silence as we all waited, waited for someone to wake us from this nightmare I felt we were forever trapped in.

　　Ryland sitting on the bottom of the steps, his guilt gnawing at me as I looked over at him, Orion giving him a worried look before approaching him. His wounds still weren’t healing, blood dripping onto the floor staining the ground, the smell of his blood lost all appeal to me, I was numb with shock.

　　The shrieking of our daughter’s cries were the only noise to be heard when Orion walks over holding his arms out, and I place her in them. He walks into the kitchen and I hear him rummaging around for formula to feed her hungry belly.

　　Moving over to Ryland, I grip his arm pulling him to his feet when he shakes me off. My temper flaring at seeing him wallowing in guilt. I understood his pain, yet she didn’t die saving him for him to drop dead from his own stubbornness.

　　“Amara didn’t give up her life for you to bleed out on the floor, now get up,” I snap my voice harsher than I wanted as I tried to contain my emotions. Imogen and Tobias heads snap over to me where I stood at his feet.

　　“Evelyn is right dear, no one else needs to lose their life today,” Imogen says, her voice shaking as she walks over to him and grabs his face, forcing her look up at him. How she was able to hold it together and not blame him was beyond me. I wish I could be as soothing as she was despite how much she had endured today.

　　“Amara wouldn’t want you in pain, let your mate help you.”

　　“She died for me Ma, I can’t live with that,“ he whispers before placing his head in his hands and crying, his body heaving as his words reverberated around the room hitting him harder at the realisation.

　　“I have lost one child already; I won’t lose another. Now get up and get cleaned up while we wait for Thaddeus to return,” she tells him. Orion walks out with our daughter in his arms, I could hear her hungrily slurping on her bottle, gulping it down. Imogen looks over at him.

　　“Amara’s magic is tied to her immortality, Thaddeus’s isn’t. His is different like mine it has a life force of its own, Amara’s burnt out and so did she” Imogen says, leaning against the door frame. Guilt hitting me that she overheard us talking. She must have read it on my face as she shakes her head, her eyes teary.

　　“It’s okay Evie, I know you have questions. As sick as it sounds, I am all too familiar with death, I just wasn’t expecting it to be my own daughter’s,” she says, looking up at the ceiling willing her tears to go.

　　“This is going to destroy him“ she says shaking her head and I realised she was good at shoving her emotions back now that she was over her initial shock, she was stronger than I ever could be if our roles were reversed, I would have preferred death then be without my child.

　　Imogen’s phone rings and she glances down at it in her hand, a hiccupped sob leaving her lips.

　　“I need to take this, it’s my sister” she says, and I could hear the unspoken emotion she was trying to hide as she continued to look at the screen. She answers it but says nothing but looks to the ceiling fanning her eyes with her other hand before taking a deep breath.

　　“Hey sis” Is all she says, as she struggled to find the words to tell her sister her niece was gone. Imogen walks out leaving us.