Chapter 116
Faith’s Pov…
I already knew what was happening out there because the screams and the shouting but I had to see it for myself.
As I moved, the crowd parted, creating a path for me, like a sea splitting. Each step I took was filled with a burning rage I hadn’t known I possessed. My eyes locked onto Alice, who was on her knees, sobbing, her face a mess of tears and snot. Beside her, Astor stood glaring at her.
I stopped right in front of her, my shadow falling over her trembling form. “How?” My voice was low, trembling with a mixture of anger and confusion. “How did you know I was pregnant with twins? I didn’t even know myself.” The question hung in the air, piercing the tension.
I already know that she’s jealous of me and that she feels like I got everything and that she lost but I really want to know how she did all of thism
Alice sniffled, looking up at me through tear–filled eyes. “Because… because you don’t have a wolf.” Her voice was soft, barely a whisper. “You couldn’t tell the heartbeats, not like I could. My wolf knew. She told me you had two little ones inside you.”
A fresh wave of shock hit me, then pure, unadulterated fury. My hand flew to my face, wiping away the tears that had somehow started to fall without me even realizing.
For the first time, a primal roar tore from my throat, raw and uncontrolled. It wasn’t just my voice; it was my wolf, unbound, unleashed. I moved forward, every ounce of my being screaming for justice.
I vaguely remember the impact. My claws, elongated without my conscious command, were sinking into flesh. Alice screamed, a guttural sound of pain and terror. I was on her and then, just as quickly, I was being pulled away. Strong arms, Astor’s arms, wrapped around me, yanking me back from a now bloody Alice.
My wolf, still roaring, fought against him, but Astor’s own wolf pushed back, a calm, steady presence cutting through my frenzy. He was my mate, and even in my darkest moment, his essence could reach me. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, the red haze began to recede. But my eyes still burned with an unnatural, furious glow.
I turned back to Alice, who was now whimpering, clutching her bleeding arm. “You better confess,” I snarled, my voice still rough, “Confess everything. Tell me how and why you took my daughter. Because if you don’t…” I paused, letting my gaze sweep over her, promising pure, unadulterated death. “Then nobody will be able to stop me from ending your life right
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here, right now.”
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Fear, real fear, flickered in Alice’s eyes. She started to tremble even more violently, her words tumbling out in a rush. “The baby… the baby I was pregnant with…” she choked out, “It was never Astor’s! I tried to get him drunk, but he wouldn’t… he still wouldn’t do anything with me. The baby… it was Chase’s.”
A collective gasp echoed around the room, a wave of shock rippling through everyone present. But the biggest gasp, the loudest one, came from me. My body froze, then tremors started to shake me. I stared at Alice, horrified, disgusted. My claws, which had just started to retract, began to elongate again, digging into my palms. Astor’s grip tightened on me, holding me back, but I screamed, a raw, tormented sound that tore through the air.
“You lied!” I shrieked, my voice cracking. “You lied to me, I left my mate, because I thought he was having a baby with you. All your lies!”
Alice, surprisingly, found a surge of strength. She screamed back, “You took Astor from me!”
My head snapped towards her, my eyes blazing. “He is not a toy that gets taken and given” I roared, pushing against Astor’s hold. “And I don’t blame him! I blame your parents for not teaching you how to take rejection! For not teaching you that you don’t always get what you want in life”
“I lost everything!” Alice screamed, her voice hoarse, desperate. “I lost everything I ever wanted. And most importantly, I lost my baby. I would have kept my baby, even though it wasn’t Astor’s, I would have. But I lost my baby all because Astor didn’t care about me. The only person who did… the only one who truly cared was Kyle!”
Astor, who was trying to calm me, let out a harsh, disbelieving laugh. “Kyle?” he scoffed, his voice dripping with contempt. “Kyle didn’t care about you, Alice. He just used you.”
Alice shook her head violently, tears streaming down her face. “No! Kyle was there for me more than anybody! He gave me what I truly wanted the most…” She paused, her voice shaking with a twisted triumph, “…and that was a baby.”
That was it. That was the phrase that snapped the last thread of my control. A baby. The word echoed in my mind, a cruel, mocking whisper. They took my baby. They took my baby girl. And she has the nerve to say Kyle gave her a baby?
Before Astor could even anticipate my move, before he could tighten his grip, I lunged. I ripped free from his arms with a force I didn’t know I possessed. My hands shot out, finding Alice’s throat. My grip tightened, cutting off her breath, silencing her screams. Her eyes widened in terror, her hands scrabbling uselessly at mine.
“You took my baby away from me,” I hissed, my voice a venomous whisper in her ear, “and
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that is not something to be proud of. And that is the reason why you will die.”
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I watched, numb, as the life slowly, agonizingly, drained from her eyes. Her struggles weakened, her face turning a ghastly shade of blue. Astor was behind me, his desperate. voice begging me to stop, his strong hands pulling at me, trying to pry my fingers from her throat. But I couldn’t hear him. All I could hear was the echo of my own babies‘ heartbeats, the ones I never got to hear, the ones Alice had known about. The ones she had taken.
Then I felt a wave of sickening dizziness wash over me. The room spun. Astor’s frantic shouts faded and my vision tunneled, then black. I felt myself falling, falling into nothingness.
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