Heather

My world collapsed as damning truth glared up from sterile pages. "the child I carried belonged not to beloved mate but his sworn to none other but Keegan." I repeated, scalding tears blurred the merciless script spelling out betrayal.

But when vision cleared again the dire proclamation yet remained unaltered, looming now over all hopes and gentle memories suddenly placed under foulest suspicion.

With monumental effort I mastered the wild urge to sink wailing under the unrelenting verdict pronouncing me villain against all bonds sacred and treasured.

Blind panic threatened to wrest reason utterly but I clenched hard-won discipline close as armor against the battering chaos. However world condemned,...