Odette’s POV
Watching Lila dart gleefully around the playground – positively squealing with happiness – transports me far into the past. I’m no longer a lonely widow far past her prime, I’m a young mother with my whole life ahead of me. My loving, powerful mate stands by my side, and together we look on in amazement as our pup finds his way in the world.
My heart aches to return to those halcyon days, but the nostalgia and grief aren’t what concern me most. At first I thought I was seeing flashes of Bastien in Selene’s pup out of wishful thinking. Now I know better.
She might be her mother’s miniature in looks, but Lila is my son’s clone in spirit. There is so much of Bastien in Lila I can’t believe he doesn’t see the resemblance. I suppose it’s difficult to recognize one’s own manneri
