Rejected His Miracle Luna (Dorothy and Ignatius)

Chapter 74

-Ignatius-

“Ignatius.”

I just wanted it to stop. The sudden influx of memories was too much to bear. They poured into my

head at a rate I couldn’t keep up with and filled my ears with the sound of her voice.

“Ignatius?”

I covered my ears, forcing my eyes tightly shut and wishing it to be over.

A hand on my shoulder wrenched me from my dream state and looked up to see Carly staring down at

me with concern written across her face.

“Ignatius, are you okay?”

1 gawked at her for a moment, looking around at our campsite in the woods and the worried faces of

my tear. I sank back into the clarity of reality and turned to look at Plato who was still in the same place,

tapping his fingers together in distress. “Was it something I said?”

I pressed my palms against my eyes and fought to clear my head. “No, yes, it’s complicated.”“

Everyone was staring at me quizzically and I cleared my throat. We didn’t have time for emotional

breakdowns. I didn’t have the luxury of being upses.

“You said she had long white hair!”

“Yes?” Plato co cked his head to the side. “Why?”

1 braved out a large sigh. “There is a very good chance that I know who that woman is.”

I looked around at all of their confused faces. Things had just become slightly more complicated. The

Lady Tally is my mother.”

That news went down like a ton of f u cking bricks.

-Dorothy–

I felt Ignatius’ sudden influx of emotional turmoil before I heard his voice in my head.

Dorothy.”

My heart leaped with joy, relieved to hear his voice and enthralled with the distraction from my own m

ental unrest.”I’m here. Where are you?”

“Still hanging around the camp. We have a lead but.. It’s not what we expected.”

“What do you

He was silent, hesitant. I felt his unease like a weight on my own chest.

“It’s about the Tally leader. I think, no I know, that it’s my mother.”

I sat bolt upright in bed at his words, “What? Are you sure? But how, I thought Moirah disappeared

years ago.”

“Well, she did. It seems she’s done well for herself since then, all things considered.”

1 pinched the bridge of my nose in confusion, scrunching my eyes shut. “Do you think Elliot knows?”

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“Honestly, I doubt it. He would have gone to war with the Tally a lot sooner if that had been the case”

I wrapped my arms around myself, wishing I could hold my mate in person. “So what now? Are you still

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I didn’t want to say what we were both thinking. If the mission was to go on as planned, Ignatius would

have to take out the magic-wielder of the Tally Pack. That person being his own mother.

I didn’t doubt that he would do what was best for his people. But this was a showdown that none of us

had seen coming

His tone was grim.

“We stick to the plan. Maybe I can reason with her, find out why she’s doing all of this. Maybe she

thinks she’s taking revenge on my father. If I can convince her that we are no longer associated with

Elliot, maybe I can get her to back down. If not, well. We stick to the plan nonetheless.

I realized he had no reason for telling me any of this, there was nothing I could do from my end.

Ignatius wanted reassurance. He needed to be reminded of what exactly he was fighting for.

1 swallowed my panic and spoke to him as gently as I could manage. “I know you’ll do the right thing.

This is an impossible situation but you’re right. Maybe there is a way out of this mess without even

more bloodshed.”

“I love you, was all he said, and then his presence was gone from my mind and I was alone with my

thoughts once again.

I sat among the churned-up sheets. With the amount of tossing and turning I did every night, the bed

looked like it was caught in a perpetual windstorm and most of the pillows ended up on the floor by the

morning

Isniffed and stood up, shuffling towards the door. Angie was already waiting on the other side with a

steaming cup of tea and a forced smile. “How are you doing today?”

“Oh you know, just dandy.” I muttered and immediately felt bad for my sarcasm when her face fell.

Tin sorry, ignore me. It’s just been a tough few days.”

“It’s alright. Dorothy. I understand

She turned to leave but I put out a hand to stop her. “Um, Ang? Could I ask you something? It’s about

Ignatius’ mother.”

“Moarah? Sure.”

Angie followed me back into the room and we both perched on the unmade bed. Any other day I would

have been embarrassed about the mess, but my mind was distracted by everything else going on.

I folded my hands over my stomach. The kicking from inside had become something of a comfort to me

as the days went on. I was never completely alone these days, I had the company of my children,

tapping away inside my belly, I wondered if they too missed their father’s voice.

“Ignatius has never spoken much about his mother. All he ever told me was that she was beautiful but

odd and she ran away when he was very young”

Angie was twisting the sheets in her hands and her mouth was set in a grim line as I continued, “You’re

a few years older than Ignatius right? And he said you guys have always been close. Do you remember

anything of Moirah?”

She looked uneasy when she answered me as if she expected the woman to jump out from behind the

curtains at any

“Moirali was strange. She was moe enough, I guess. And she seemed to really care about Ignatius. But

not enough to stay by his side it would seem. I don’t think he ever truly forgave her for leaving”

“Why did she leave?”

Angie hung her head. It was pretty clear that Elhot wasn’t treating her very well. She never spoke about

any of it but I can remember my family talking about it behind closed doors. Everyone knew bruises are

difficult to hide. I think it eventually

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