To my amazing readers, thank you for the patience with me. In all sincerity, I didn’t wish to return this book due to a lot of negative comments on how the book was going. It affected my ability to write and it gave me a level of low self esteem I hadn’t experienced in a while. But then I remembered again. That people love this book too. People who have poured in money and I do owe them. I owe this beautiful book itself. And I owe myself. I see all your comments believe me I do. And I appreciate it. My book would be nothing without all of you. I will strive to deliver the quality you deserve and finish this beautiful tale. And also resume others I had abandoned. Thank you so much. I make no promises anymore, but will strive to deliver from henceforth.
Please give me, Stephanie King another Chance, despite the fact I am
not deserving of it. And no this isn’t a prolongation of the book, It’s the storyline I always had in mind. Welcome to Volume two. I love you all. Thank you. And I genuinely apologize for my silence and disappearance.
ELEANOR’S POV
Eleanor looked down at Jasmine’s dead body.
The soft cry of the baby pulled her away from her thoughts.
She set her finger against the silky blonde on the child’s head as he wept.
He had his grandfather’s hair.
Eleanor’s face became grim and then she saw that he looked exactly like Xaden and she gave a light smile.
She had never had the chance to raise or see him as a baby only as a seven year old boy.
And now she knew what he looked like.
Jasmine’s genes hadn’t even attempted to try.
And in a way Eleanor was beyond words delighted because it would only drag their enemies closer.
That was the last thing she needed
She gently nestled him around her chest and shushed him.
He went a bit silent and Eleanor thought to herself how this new baby didn’t know his mother was gone.
And it broke her heart.
After everything Jasmine had been through, she hadn’t even been given the chance to raise him for herself.
It broke her heart.
She had to bury Jasmine.
She would give her a befitting burial.
One worthy of her status as not just the Heir to throne, but as a woman who had lived and defied all odds.
At that moment she heard a wolf approach and the scent immediately prevented her from getting hostile
Otto immediately transformed into his human form and ran to where she stood.
"I’ve lost them a while back and-
He paused cold when he saw Jasmine lying dead on the floor.
Eleanor felt Otto stiffen behind her as she cradled the baby in her arms.
Otto dropped to his knees instantly and seemed to wobble in anxiety.
He stuttered between words unsure of what to say or perhaps how to act.
His hands trembled as he slowly reached over to touch Jasmine’s becoming cold body.
He swallowed hard and clenched his fists.
"I should have gotten here on time." He said the tears fighting to escape from his eyes.
"This is not your fault." Eleanor said with a heavy sigh. "I have already explained to you who Jasmine is. What she is."
Otto pressed his eyes as his face became a visible red.
"She didn’t become her true potential at the right time. Her son’s birth. It killed her. There is nothing any of us could have done."
Otto sniffed as his face became bright red.
Before he could understand anything at all, he sensed danger from afar and he faced west.


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