Malakai.
"Do you know who he is... or was?" I vaguely heard Alpha Caelum ask , but I was in too much pain to respond right away.
Every part of my body was hurting terribly from being chained up for so long. My thigh and ribs burned from being stabbed by his silver knife. But do you know what part of hurts the most?
What part of felt the most betrayed?
My heart.
My fucking heart!
And that’s because every damn thing I did was for my wife. She was the reason I was in this ss in the first place. She is the reason a curse like Leilani was born. The reason my very perfect family beca broken beyond repair... and the very reason I am now tied to this godforsaken chair like a fucking criminal and being interrogated like one.
Yet, she wasn’t the one being humiliated like this.
My hands trembled in both fear and apprehension when Alpha Caelum pressed his hot knife against my thigh for the second ti. And knowing the kind of monster that he is– I have seen the despicable things he is capable of doing– I shuddered.
"The only person who knows him pretty well is my wife. She was the one who got intimate with him and pregnant with his child, not ! Or do you think we ever had a threeso?’’ I said, ignoring how rude that sounded.
I was way beyond being rational at this point. God, my entire body only scread out one thing: Pain. And not rationality.
For a mont, Caelum didn’t say anything. He simply watched as if seeing for the first ti. I had even almost begun to think that he would ignore and my words. That he would leave after realizing that I had nothing to give but hate.
However, he didn’t ignore my rudeness. He didn’t leave either. He seethed; "You may not be the one who fathered Leilani, but you’re the one who even after knowing that she isn’t your daughter decided to keep her with you, with the sole aim of torturing her for the cris committed by your mate."
"I didn’t torture her!" I cried defiantly, but he wouldn’t listen.
"You did!" He scread in my face, sounding as though he was physically in pain... like he was the one who had been betrayed and not Leilani; And I knew then that it was their stupid bond’s doing.
The bond was the only reason he was affected by it this much, and that was sothing I’d always wanted for my real daughter, not the sleazy excuse of a wolf that they were mated to.
I hissed. "I was protecting her. I hate her but I was protecting her."
Caelum seed to stop to think as soon as I said that. His eyes found mine in a slow dark mont and then he leaned back, crossed his arms over his chest and asked; "How?"
I sighed.
Oh how?
That I could rember like it was the back of my hand... I could rember the day she was born as it always replayed itself like a constant loop in my brain. And I hated how terribly I felt just thinking about it...
*Twenty four years ago*
It was late into the night when my wife and mate suddenly felt her first contractions.
For the past eleven months, we’ve all been waiting anxiously for this mont. For the day our girls will be brought into this world. For the day I will finally get to et them, so why the fuck do I feel confused?
Why in hell is my heart racing, but not in anticipation?
I gazed down lovingly into the eyes of the one person I loved the most in my entire life. But for the first ti in my life, she didn’t stare back with her usual love-filled eyes. She was in pain. She was scared and she was gripping onto my arm like her life depended on it.
Her dark auburn hair, now matted, pressed against her sweat slicked forehead as she pinned her glazed eyes at , and then in a voice not above a whisper, she cried; "It hurts."
"It’s the baby. It’s coming!" I answered in a desperate attempt to calm her down. But instead of that working, she groaned louder, her body shaking so wildly, I began to panic.
This wasn’t her first birth.
Goddess, her first offspring was currently sleeping outside this room, wrapped in the cocoon of my mother’s embrace; So why the fuck does this feel more difficult than the ti she had Gavin?
Why does it feel like I was about to lose my wife for real?
In a desperate mont, my eyes t the doctor’s and I whispered: "Save my wife."
He nodded.
That was all he did. He never spoke again, and next thing I knew I was being ushered away from the bed and asked to keep my back pressed against the door.
My eyes watered and my tears fell easily when my mate wouldn’t stop crying out in pain. When she wouldn’t stop thrashing and writhing and cursing. This went on for hours non stop until suddenly...
The cry of a baby tore through the air. A baby, not two babies.
First ca an auburn haired child who cried so much and so loud that my eardrums nearly burst.
Then ca the abomination.
A child with a full head of silver hair. A child who never cried. A child whose eyes were so bright it nearly made fall to my knees and a child whose aura and energy were so strong... I imdiately knew that she was not of my lineage.
She could not be... not with those eyes and hair. And most definitely not with the aura in which she possessed.
My heart fell at the sight... and goddess, I needed no soothsayer to know how this must’ve co to be in the first place... how this was happening.
Pain, jealousy and anger twisted my guts too, because right then and there, I realized how much of a fool I was and have been. I discovered how my wife has been cheating on right under my nose... and how I was beginning to realize that no matter what happens, she would always love him.
That she would always love Ragnar Valemont... son of the tainted Morningstar family.
Her Lycan mate.
And the bastard who used to be my best friend.
I didn’t stretch out my hands when they tried to shove both children into my arms. Goddess, I didn’t move or speak. And all I could do was stand and watch while my wife continued to cry even after both children had been successfully born.
One was mine and one was a bastard, and I couldn’t understand how that was even possible.
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