Chapter 220

Summer's POV Suzanna's smile was chilling. "Let's just say Isabelle had her own agenda. While you're here playing hero, she's ensuring your mate never remembers you at all." Understanding dawned with horrifying clarity. "The memory ritual," I whispered. "She's going to make his amnesia permanent." "Bingo," Suzanna taunted. "By the time you reach him—if you reach him—Alexander Blackwood will have no idea who Summer Blackwood ever was. Your bond will be severed completely and irreversibly." The cabin seemed to spin around me as the implications sank in. Without our bond, without any memory of me or our life together, Alexander would be truly lost to me. Isabelle would win. But Aria's small hand slipped into mine, grounding me. "Daddy remembers," she said with the absolute certainty only a child could possess. "In his heart. He always has." Looking into my daughter's eyes—so like her father's—I found my strength again. Alexander and I had found each other once against impossible odds. If