CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN
Diana was seated beside her daughter's sick bed with tears streaming down her cheeks. One more child had died that morning and she couldn't help but wonder if her child would be next. She was so scared and confused at the same time.
When she went to talk to her brother about their current predicament, she knew it was going to be a futile mission, but she insisted on going. She was angry at Achilles for not even considering her before saying no, she wanted to hate him, but she couldn't bring herself to do that because he was her brother and she loved him too much to hate him.
He and Bella, together with the son looked very fine and that made her wonder if she had made a mistake by staying behind. On the night she found out she and Tony were mates, she was very happy and she had looked forward to ruling the pack with him, but at that point in her life, she doubted if every decision she had ever made was the right one.