Chapter 373. Becoming His

Proserpina

I watched Lucien Delano as he emerged from the shower, his hair still damp, wrapped in a deep grey bathrobe. It was one that I had selected for him. I sighed and settled myself more comfortably on the bed, waiting for him to join me. I needed to talk to Lucien about the way he treated Claude. It was beginning to affect my son and I had no desire to see any of my children become estranged.

A small feeling of relief swept through me; at least, Paddy had been found, alive! That had been my greatest fear, that he would not be alive when he was discovered. But whoever had tried to kill him, or temporarily incapacitate him at the very least, had not counted for his.

The fact that he had landed on the leaves had kept him alive True, he had hit his head on a large boulder which was why he had suffered a major concussion. But I believed against all odds, that my boy would open his eyes and talk coherently. It was a gut feeling and I trusted my i