Sinful Mates 1-3 novel Chapter 97

　　Imogen’s POV

　　My head was racing, my mind going into overdrive at the sight of the man I thought was dead, now standing before me.

　　“Hey sweety, you probably don’t remember me,” he says.

　　“You, you fucking killed us and left us” Josiah bellows coming face to face with the man that changed them and disappeared off the face of the earth.

　　“Blame your guard dog there. He chased me away before I could explain,” he spat back at Josiah. Tobias growled menacingly at being called a guard dog. Josiah went to step forward, but Mara got between them.

　　“As interesting as this is to watch, we have more pressing matters at hand, and you have some explaining to do as to why you just disappeared for a century,” she said, pointing to my father and folding her arms across her chest.

　　“I was on vacation,” he said, eyeing his daughter, making me look at Bianca who had fallen silent behind us, still trapped in the vines. She averted her eyes, and I knew there was something my father was hiding for her benefit.

　　“Guards take Christopher away” Mara called before turning to Bianca.

　　“Now Cedric, I understand she is your daughter, but we will punish her, I never like these challenges. Such a waste of life” she said, shaking her head before looking at my father. I couldn’t tear my eyes from him. It was like looking at a ghost. I looked like him. I always thought I looked like my mother but with him in front of me, I am not so sure. We had the same hair colour the same full lips, he was a bit of a hippy which I didn’t picture, even in the memories I had of him, he was always clean and well shaven and dressed clean. Not in dyed shirt and board shorts. His feet bare but his gaze softened as he took me in and I could tell without a doubt he loved me even if he wasn’t there when I needed him or that I could fully remember.

　　Tarina came forward, pulling my attention to her. “So, what about the challenge?” she asks and the rest of the council members walk over too, also wondering.

　　"Will you be taking your position back?” The Irish man asks, looking at my father. My father nods his head, and they look relieved.

　　“What about Christopher’s next in line?” Tobias asks.

　　“No, I reckon it is time for a change. Let the people vote who get the head of the table,” Percy says stepping out from behind my father. I forgot he was even there. They all nod in agreement.

　　“Well, it is decided. Josiah welcome aboard. I will give you early congratulations as we all know you have the people on your side and after this mess. I don’t see anyone stepping up to challenge you for the spot.”

　　Josiah nods his head but adds nothing. Everyone’s eyes dart to Bianca, who shrinks under their intense gaze.