“You know the picture hung at the dining?” Leah nodded, knowing he was referring to the beautiful red haired lady. “That was my mate. Her name was Rhea.”
It suddenly made sense why no one was to speak of the woman in the photograph around Caspian.
“Darius, your father and I were best friends. He was the man I trusted with my life, so much so that I asked him to move into Lustrum with Rhea and I.” A sad smile made its way to Caspian’s lips as he reminisced. “I was to be king and Rhea was to be my queen, I asked Darius to move in with us to protect Rhea. You see she was still mortal then and wasn’t exactly the strongest witch to exist. She was weak and I feared something bad might happen and as a good amount of the pack didn’t appreciate a witch acting as their queen, there was no one el
