Natalia
Jane was sitting up in the hospital bed, thank the Goddess. I couldn’t stop looking at her. I wanted to study every line of her face until I could draw it with my eyes closed.
“Mommy, when is Daddy coming back?”
“Uncle Damon is—”
“No, I mean the man who saved me,” she clarified. “My daddy. When is he coming back to see if I’m okay?”
My chest tightened. “Jane, honey, that was Uncle Andrei. He’s not your daddy.”
She tilted her head. “No, he’s my daddy. And he’s my hero.”
Dammit, I thought. Jane and Max had always suspected Andrei was their real father, and there was certainly no hiding it now. Not after Andrei had saved her life tonight. She would always look up to him from now on, would always feel the connection they shared.
I glanced over at Max, who was curled up in the c
