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I turn to see the billiard room's doors open and out rushes Max. His eyes widen when he spots us and I hear my mother's voice filter toas she tries to stop him. As she rushes out I shake my head letting her know it's fine as I move to scoop him up. "Your home," he squeals as I soak up his scent.
"Yes, buddy. I'm home." I say, my lips thinning into the best semblance of a smile I can muster.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe buries his face in the crook of my neck, wrapping his tiny arms aroundin a tight hug. Every muscle in my body relaxes, Aubrey watches from a distance, her face softening as she observes us. Max lifts his head and spots her. His legs immediately start kicking, wanting to be placed down so he can go to her.
Setting him down, he darts off towards her shrieking excitedly.
"Bree!" he squeals, latching onto Aubrey's legs tightly. Her hands instantly find his head, fingers carding through his hair as she crouches down to pick him up before tensing and looking atas she does like she isn't sure if she is allowed.
"Hello, Max, I've missed you" she whispers, pressing a kiss onto his forehead. The sight of them together is almost enough to makeforget her betrayal.
"I drew you a picture, wanna see?” Max asks tugging on her 288 Voucher hair, and she smiles at him, brushing her nose against his. "Of course, but I need to shower first," she tells him and he finally notices her face all carved up from a set of claws and her barely clothed body, my jacket drowning her petite frswitch is covered in blood. I clench my teeth, I want to heal her but those kinds of marks will only be healed if I change. her.. "I just need to speak with your father first," she looks atand so does Max and I can tell he is confused and scared by the state of her.
"No, go clean up and be with Max, we can catch up later, you can tuck him in, I need to check everything here is locked down," I tell her before she can even ask.
I look at my mother. "Stay with her," I mindlink and she nods. I head to my office knowing that is where Damian and my father will meet me, not giving myself a chance to change my mind about her being here or with Max.
Exhaustion weighs heavily onas I reach the top of the stairs. The entire castle is locked down and few staff remain. Damian and I also interrogated Bianca, confirming what Aubrey toldbefore commanding her not to use her mindlink or packlink, she is also heavily dosed out on wolfsbane until I figure out what I am going to do with her. However, the interrogation with Bianca has leftdrained, but there's still one more thing I need to do before I can rest. I need to find Aubrey.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOnce to my floor, I make my way down the hall, my footsteps echoing in the quiet. As I approach Max's room, I hear the soft sound of breathing. Pushing the door open, I'm greeted by an unexpected sight.
Aubrey is curled up on the sofa, she is all cleaned up now, besides the deep gashes on her face you'd think nothing happened, gone is all the blood and ruined clothes, her hair no longer matted, her head resting on Max's shoulder. They're both fast asleep, a book lying forgotten on Max's lap. The scene tugs at something in my chest - a bittersweet mixture of warmth and possessiveness when my mother catches my eye, she is sitting on a chair watching them, she quietly stands and leaves, giving my shoulder a squeeze as she does..
I stand there for a moment, watching them. Aubrey's face is peaceful in sleep, the worry lines that have been etched there since her return now smoothed away. Max has an arm draped loosely around her waist, his book on his lap almost falling off his lap.
Moving toward them I scoop up Max first, tucking him into his bed, and pulling the blankets around him.
Turning back to Aubrey, I gently slide m my arms under her sleeping form. I lift her, cradling her against my chest. She stirs slightly but doesn't wake, instinctively curling intowhen I let my Calling out.
As I turn to leave, Max's eyes flutter open. He looks at me, then at Aubrey andvatin my ans, a question in his gaze. "I've got her," I say softly. "Get srest, Max. You can play with Aubrey tomorrow."
He nods, his eyes already drifting Beepinginta closed again. I carry Aubrey out of the room, her warmth seeping intoas I make my way to our bedroom. Despite everything that's happened, despite the storm I know is coming, this moment feels right. She's here, she's safe, and she's in my arms where she Chapter 192 belongs.
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