Chapter Forty-Eight
Truth of the Dead
***Rosalie***
My trembling heart rapped against my chest. I crept from the bed towards the door, taking each step softly. William continued to snore as the gentle rays of moonlight framed his gorgeous face. Mate. My love. Fighting against the mate’s urge to return to his side was one of the hardest things I had ever done. He was not due to travel again in the coming months. I only had one chance to uncover what he had been hiding. And my patience was running thin. The time is now…!
The wooden door creaked as I opened it. No… I gasped. Holding my breath, I peered over my shoulder. William was as relaxed as he had been when I climbed out of bed. That meant he was in a deep sleep. That would only last until he noticed I was gone. Then he would come se
