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Chapter 216
~Davion’s POV~
I was shocked when I heard him mention the name Valerie.
Not the surname—just the first name—but that alone was enough to freeze the blood in my veins.
Memories rushed in like a flood, cracking through the mental vault I had sealed them behind. Memories I hadn’t dared revisit in years.
Not since the last time I saw that child.
It reminded me of her mother.
Zara Gold.
The first time I met her, she stormed the gates of my fortress, not for glory, not for power, but for her then ex-husband, Snow Zephyr.
She came to plead his life—one she felt was unjustly claimed by the hands of her enemy with the Lycan King, Kaid, accompanying her.
Fierce, wild, desperate. She passed all my trials to obtain my golden scale, the only way to save Snow’s life.
Even now, the memory of her fighting my right hand, Varian, was fresh. She hadn’t known who she faced until Varian shifted, and the look on her face... I still laughed about it sometimes.
I chuckled under my breath.
"Dad?" Xander’s voice broke through the fog of my thoughts.
"Y-yes?" I turned my gaze to him, swallowing the weight in my throat.
"You didn’t answer my question. You spaced out."
"I did," I admitted with a sigh.
"So... does that mean you... I have a younger sister?"
My laughter echoed deep, reverberating through our mind-link as well. I noticed Xander flinch slightly in his dragon form at the sudden boom.
"I have never once cheated on your mother," I said, voice firm and unflinching.
"But what if it was before you met her? Before the bond?" he pressed. "What if Valerie is the child of someone you knew long ago?"
I gave a slow, thoughtful shake of my head. "If that were true, then her full name would be Valerie Sapphire Violet Snow—not Valerie Nightshade. And I assure you, I would have known if I had fathered a child with Zara."
Xander looked... disappointed. It wasn’t hard to read. His expression dipped, shoulders slouched, and his wings twitched with unease.
I caught the way he swallowed back something thick and tight in his throat.
"Son?" I asked, softer this time.
"It’s nothing, Dad."
But I wasn’t blind.
"You..." I hesitated for only a moment. "You love this girl?"
He didn’t answer immediately and that was answer enough.
"I... I don’t know," he finally said. "I care. Maybe too much. But I’m confused. I don’t know if it’s love or something else. She feels familiar... like family. But also not."
I fell silent.
Xander had never been the type to get emotional—he was composed, sharp-minded, focused. But this? This was real. This girl had wounded him just by existing in his mind too closely.
"I’ve never seen you like this over a woman," I muttered. "Not once."
"Our bloodline makes it hard," he said with a shrug. "Girls fall over themselves just to say they kissed a dragon. No one ever felt real. Until Valerie."
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