Konrad's POV
My heart clenched with sadness. All the grief I thought I dealt with came back tenfold. I let my face fall on her head, wetting her hair with the river that was flowing from my eyes.
“Son,” she whispered, lifting her sad face up to me, sincerity shining in her blue eyes.
I raised my hand and wiped her tears with my thumb. “Yes, mom?”
It felt... good.
“Can you please... take me to Isaldina?” She hiccuped through her sobs.
‘Dutch, what’s going on? Is this a dream or...’ I asked my wolf.
‘Or just fuckíng embrace her and believe that she finally saw her mistakes and wants to make peace with her children.’ He said.
I slid my hand into my pocket and took out my phone, dialling her number.
She answered in one ring. “Konrad, hi. I was talking about you with Richie here.”
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