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Alexei’s eyes blazed with vengeance. So did Kingston’s brothers’. We’d ended this, once and for all. Their support meant more than I’d ever be able to repay. They’d have my loyalty for the remainder of my days.

Locking eyes with my mother, I breathed, “Let’s see how long you last.”

My mother got her wish. She created monsters.

Chapter 63

Louisa

Sofia securely imprisoned and no longer a threat, we left Siberia. Kingston and I agreed that we’d never go back to that hellhole in Russia. Sun, sea, and warm climate would be in store for us from now on.

Two days later, we were finally back in Lisbon where we were met with Lara’s bloodshot eyes and Aurora’s compassionate dark gaze. She squeezed my shoulder and then her brother’s hand before leaving to go meet her husband, who stayed behind with the Nikolaevs.

Karma finally caught up to Sofia Volkov. We’d watched as the Nikolaevs dragged my mother into the basement. She’d live out her days chained like a dog in a cold, windowless room. It was only a matter of time before she met a bitter end.

“Are you okay?” Lara’s soft voice pulled my attention, her hand slipping into mine.

I squeezed it. “I am.”

A visible relief washed over her, and she released a long breath. “I was so worried about you.” Her eyes darted to Kingston. “Both of you.”

Tears filled my eyes as she fell into me, and Kingston wrapped us both into his strong arms.

“It’s our job to worry about you, not the other way around,” Kingston said, his voice rough with emotions.

“How about we all worry about each other?” Lara suggested softly, not pulling away from us.

I smiled tiredly. “I’d like that,” I murmured, clutching her hand. “I’d like that very much.”

“Is something wrong?” Lara asked tentatively, her perception and empathy often in-tune with the emotions surrounding her.

“You were right,” I said, my stomach churning with the recent findings. “My twin is alive. Somewhere in South America.”

She clutched my hand. “You’ll find her.”

I met Kingston’s gaze over Lara’s head. We’d talked about my twin a lot since he’d rescued me. He told me about the finger he’d received, the DNA matching my sister’s. There was no guarantee what shape we’d find her in, but we wouldn’t give up.

Not until we found her.

“We will,” I said, my voice shaking.

“Do… Do you still want me to stay?” Lara blurted.

“Look at me, Lara,” Kingston ordered. She lifted her head, her pretty eyes locking with ours. “We want you to stay with us forever. You leave when you’re ready to leave.”

I smiled softly. “And when that happens, we’ll ensure you’re independent but also safe. You’re part of our circle now.”

“The Ashford circle.”

I chuckled. “I was thinking more of Kingston and Lou’s circle, but the Ashford circle sounds even better. It’s bigger.”

“Now let’s go inside. I don’t know about you two, but I could sleep the winter away.”

Lara giggled as we made our way inside our home.

The threads of mystery surrounding my sister weighed heavily on our minds, but we’d solve it.

Together.