Chosen By The Moon (Dylan) novel Chapter 364

Victoria POV.

My dad! My dad's hitched breath sounded through the phone, and with it, my eyes began to water uncontrollably. He was alive! He really was alive.

"Daddy... Dad, are you alright?" He couldn't speak! Every single time I heard him open his mouth to utter the words that rested on the tip of his tongue, his voice would seemingly get caught in his throat, causing nothing but stuttering to come out. "Dad"?!

"Victoria?" His voice was breathy; you could clearly tell that he, too, was fighting the urge to break down. It had been over three years since I'd seen or heard from this man and since he had heard from me. It was a moment I had built up in my head until I realized that he was probably dead. I couldn't believe that we were both now freely able to speak to each other. "Oh my god. Victoria, I love you so much. I've missed you; every single day, I would think about you. How are you? Are you happy? Are you safe?!"

"I'm alright. I'm... I'm happy, Dadd!" I really was, but I wasn't entirely sure how to tell him about my mate. As far as I knew, he wasn't happier with his own pairing.

"Thank god..." I heard him sigh deeply while a few sniffles left me. It was so surreal, actually being able to speak and to hear his voice after so long. I loved my dad, and I really hadn't had the time to realize just how much I missed him. "What about your safety? Is your location still unknown? There's been a few concerning reports."