Chapter Thirty-Eight
Old Lovers. New Lovers.
***Candace***
“Today’s the day!” I squealed excitedly as I adjusted the collar of my blue ruffled blouse. “Our son is coming home, and we have four years to catch up on!”
Still wiping sleep from his steel blue eyes, Elijah grinned at me through the mirror’s reflection. “I can’t wait to see him here… With his pack again. And to see Lorana. She is going to fit in so well.”
“Oh, Elijah,” I tucked a blonde hair into my sideways braid and turned to him. “When the rest of those memories hit me the other night, I could have died. How could we have forgotten so much of our son’s life? How was it possible that we forgot our son?”
“I know…” Elijah shook his head, massaging his temples. “It must have been a powerful curse to sever our memories of
