Chapter 42. Ill

It hurt me to see Nate again. I wanted to hug him and tell him I loved him and everything would be okay. But I was also afraid Father would see us. The trauma cost me ten years of my life. I lived as an empty shell, a doll waiting to show up. I was alive only when I met Nate.

I couldn’t let anything hurt him. I couldn’t risk his life! My father’s threat was like a silver bullet pointed at him. I must let him go as long as he was still alive.

I said nothing when we were in the car. It hurt too much to see Nate again. I wished everything would change. But it was only a dream and never would come true.

“You did the right thing. Cameron will make you happy,” my father said.

“No, Father. What happiness is to live as strangers with him? He won’t touch me or treat me as his mate. I will only be a fake one.”

“You can persuade him, as you are pretty, my daughter. You have more power than you have ever thought.”

I frowned. “What do you mea