Free Vilmo's Wrath: Deglon Blood by Lachesha W.B.

guess that would be correct, but with many alterations to their beliefs.” Robbie answers.
    “Robbie, you gave up everything for me. You could have had a perfect life. You could have chosen a nice Vilmo girl and not have to worry about all of … whatever is about to happen to me,” Nora says sadly.
    “Nora, my heart decided who I loved long ago. I will always choose you over anything else in this world. There is no life without you in it. Not for me, but I don’t think you are seeing the whole picture. You’re not seeing what I am telling you. Although not chosen by the gods, there is a Vilmo meant for me,” Robbie says, kissing Nora’s hand, making her blush again.
    “Wait! Robbie, am I a Vilmo? Oh, my god, you're my Szion!”
    Robbie nods.
    “So my dad is Szion?” she asks.
    Robbie nods.
    “So is uncle Rod,” he answers.
    “Is that why they look so young? Are Szion immortal?”
    “No, in their world, time is different, but death still comes in many ways, just as it does here. On Boligon aging stops at 21 human years, on earth we stop aging after 30 human years. We will never die from old age, but we can still be killed. As a Vilmo, after the bond with your Szion, you will also stop aging at the age of thirty.
    “So, I won’t get old. Will I get powers like you?” Nora asks excitedly.
    “Not exactly like mine, but yes. Now that you know who we are I’m afraid I have to get to the part that will be hardest for you.”
    Robbie takes a deep breath and contemplates the best way to approach the next part of the conversation.
    “Robbie, I’m ready. Go ahead.”
    “As I mentioned before a Szion are only able to have one child. Well, that was how it was, until twenty-one years ago,” Robbie says.
    When he stops talking Nora grows slightly impatient. The story pulls her in like a good thriller. She tenses with anticipation as his lips start to move.
    “Nora, your mother and father gave birth to twins.”
    Nora’s heart tightens, she stands to her feet and begins to pace back and forth on the living room floor as Robbie continues.
    “Two weeks after you and your sister’s birth, many Lights attacked your family’s home. Your parents fought, killing every Light that entered their home. They were so preoccupied they hadn’t realized that the Light were only a distraction for the true monster that was there to destroy you and your sister, the Shadows. Dumont. By the time your dad arrived at your room the Shadow exited out of the window, and—only you survived.”
    Nora’s face turns pale and she begins to feel sick to her stomach.
    “Where is my mother? Do you know her name? Why did she leave? Is she dead?”
    The questions race out of her mouth, tears flow down her cheeks, anxiety gets the best of her and her legs give out. Suddenly she feels very faint. Before she hit the floor, she is in Robbie’s arms, and he lays her on the couch. Nora rubs her head and sits up.
    “I’m fine. I got a little worked up. I forgot how fast the book says Szion can move.”
    Robbie smiles and sits beside her.
    “Your mother’s name is Mia Langly. She left to keep you safe. I don’t know anything more, I was only told what we needed to know to find her. All I know is that my father and yours said Dumont was behind it all.”
    Nora tries hard but can’t seem to keep the tears from flowing. They sit in silence a moment.
    “I know it seems that we have all betrayed you in some way by not telling you all of this. Our lives are not the average Szion and Vilmo lives, Nora. No one knew how to tell you the truth. It would have done no good to tell you when you would spend your whole life worrying.
    “Each of us has only wanted to protect you. You asked me why I choose this life instead of another. My answer is the answer your parents, my father, and uncle Rod would give. We choose to fight for you because we’d rather die than be without you—I would rather die than be without you. There is something bad coming. Dumont