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Chapter 218
~Davion’s POV~
Long, flowing black hair, blue eyes tinged with sorrow. She looked fierce, wounded, and beautiful. The girl from his memory stared out at us.
Scene after scene played out—her laughing, crying, training... bleeding.
And then... the kiss.
My gaze slid toward Xander. His eyes shimmered—but the tears never fell. Just a flash. A glimpse and then it was gone in a blink fo an eye.
I turned back to the memory.
Even I was caught off guard. She didn’t just look like Zara.
She was Zara.
The same kind of fire in her eyes, the fury and that untamed spirit.
And then... my own memory resurfaced from a decade ago. The night of the southern massacre.
I had flown in under invisibility, arriving moments after the Alpha Kings. When I saw them hovering over Zara’s dead body, I went into the mansion in search of her—my goddaughter.
And found her dead.
Or so they believed.
But something had been off. Her aura... was wrong.
Her essence was missing.
And now? Now I understood why.
I smirked, stepping back, arms crossed.
"Zara... you clever, reckless woman," I muttered. "So that’s what you did."
Xander’s head whipped toward me. "What? What did she do?"
I faced him fully. "She must have faked her daughter’s death and had her hidden. Changed her identity. Broke every bond and planted her in the world without any connection to it."
"But why?"
"Because it was the only way to protect her from what was coming."
Xander’s breath caught.
"And you," I added, stepping forward, "You feel that pull toward her... because your bond isn’t that of a lover."
He stared.
"It’s the bond of blood. Of legacy. Of my power connecting through you... to her."
"Meaning..."
I let the silence stretch before answering, "Valerie Sapphire Violet Snow is alive," I said at last. "And she lives as Valerie Nightshade."
"Father..." Xander’s voice trembled slightly, his mind still racing with everything he had just learned.
I didn’t speak immediately. I needed to anchor my thoughts before the past and present collided again.
"Also, had Violet been alive," I said, drawing his attention again, "she would have powers of—"
"You cannot get more involved than you already are," I said, softer this time. "Protect her. Love her—as you would your blood. But nothing more."
His breath hitched. He didn’t speak for several seconds. Then, silently, a single tear slid down his cheek.
I didn’t call him out on it. That would have been cruel.
"This is beyond you and me, son," I continued. "We each must play our part. I did mine... eighteen years ago, when we gave the heirs elemental powers and we bestowed blessings from the dragons. Now... you must do yours."
Xander looked down at the floor, clenching his fists tightly at his sides. The pain was fading now, replaced with something else.
Resolve.
"Promise me, son," I said, stepping forward. "For so long, I thought it was over. I thought the prophecy had died with her. But now... I see it hasn’t. It lives on. Stronger than ever."
Xander did not speak untila after a few seconds where he lifted his head. And there was no more doubt in his eyes, only fire.
"I promise." He placed his palm on his chest. "On my name, my honor, and my crown. I will protect Valerie."
A proud smile tugged at the corners of my lips.
I did not give him a chance to react before I snapped my fingers.
In a blink, we reappeared outside the Memory Home. The sunlight filtering through the trees felt warmer than before, as though the land itself had heard the vow.
"Go," I told him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Your mother has returned. I’ll be back at the palace soon."
Xander didn’t argue. He simply gave me a short nod and turned to leave but before he could move far, my voice rang out. "And do not let Valerie know that you know her secret yet."
Xander exhaled, nodded and waved. "As you wish, father." With that, he transformed into his natural form and flew off.
This 𝓬ontent is taken from fre𝒆webnove(l).𝐜𝐨𝗺
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