The amusement left his face, replaced by a mixture of sadness and fierce devotion. “I do owe her everything.”
“Then it was you, wasn’t it?” I asked again, seeing recognition glisten in his kind, light amber eyes.
He knew exactly what I was asking him.
Swallowing, Bjørn nodded.
“Thank you for saving them,” I offered, tears brimming in my eyes.
“Saving who?” Dante asked, and Isis glanced up at him.
“Bjørn found Anastasia and Dresden after Arnoldt left them for dead,” she confessed, confirming she already knew. “He saved their lives.”
“No. I didn’t.” Bjørn stood, refusing the praise.
I stood with him, wiping a tear that escaped him. “Yes, you did. I met my parents and felt their love because of you. So, thank you.”
A tortured gleam clouded his gaze. “I could have saved you all if I’d only checked on her earlier. I stopped keeping tabs because she was so happy. I didn’t think—” Emotion clogged his throat, forcing him to pause. “Then I felt the life force draining from her… When I got there, I thought I was too late.”
“But you weren’t.” Holding his gaze, I placed my hand gently over his heart. “Don’t torture yourself with what-ifs.”
“I took them to Countless Dariah,” he confessed. “Her blood brought them back from the brink of death.”
“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” André asked.
Bjørn slowly shrugged. “Because it was a night I’ve tried everything to forget.”
“And yet, you didn’t hesitate when my mom called you to ask for help getting me back.”
The dazzling smile that made him glow like the sun itself returned to his lips. “Never, it was the best decision I ever made.”
Boundless love and gratitude engulfed my heart while I glanced up at him with glistening eyes. “You saved my parents, Bjørn. You helped them save me, and nowIowe you everything.”
My arms wrapped around him, and he instantly held me fiercely to him.
“You don’t owe me anything, dearie. Your love is all I need,” he whispered in my ear, squeezing me tightly as if this moment finally brought him closure.
“And then you told me you’d do anything for me too, and you had no idea what you were getting yourself into,” I playfully added when we stepped out of the hug, making Isis chuckle.
His menacing scowl descended on my mates. “What did they do? Whose ass do you want me to kick first?”
I chuckled; I truly loved this sweet Fae.
“I’m not afraid of your beast,” Bjørn warned Hannes, making me snort.
“No, but he might be afraid of yours.”
Bjørn grinned at that, we all knew Hannes’s temperamental Beast didn’t fear anything.
“Be serious!” Isis chided, glaring at all of them.
“This is serious,” I agreed, chuckling just as a phone rang.
A phone?
I looked back to find André’s eyes widening at a cell phone. My cell.
I didn’t even remember I had a cell phone… My dad had gifted it to me.
