Chapter 37
Astor’s Pov
The air in the living room was thick, heavy with unspoken things. It pressed down on me, making my skin crawl. Alice sat on the plush sofa, her hands resting gently on her belly, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips.
Her parents stood behind her, looking somewhere between proud and deeply uncomfortable. I stood in the middle of the room, my hands clenched into fists, my heart a hammer against my ribs.
“Alice,” I began, my voice a low growl that barely kept my anger in check. “ What is this new game?”
Her smile widened, a triumphant, sickening smirk. “Oh, Astor! Fancy finding out this way, didn’t you? Yes, it’s true. I’m having your baby.” She even let out a small, happy giggle, like she’d just won the lottery. “Isn’t it wonderful? We’re going to be a family!”
My jaw tightened. “Stop playing these games, Alice,” I snapped, my eyes boring into hers. “You know very well why you did this. You did all of this to
hurt Faith.”
Her eyes flashed, but the smile didn’t leave her face. It was chilling. “Hurt Faith? Astor, darling, the person who hurt Faith is the one she’s mated to. Not me.” She even emphasized the word ‘mated‘ like a poisoned arrow.
I stared at her, utterly disgusted. “Have you no shame, Alice? To do this to someone who is your own sister?” I asked because I genuinely don’t understand her anymore.
She shrugged, a careless flutter of her shoulders. “I don’t care about Faith. and she’s not even my sister” The words were so cold, so flat, they sent a shiver down my spine.
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And in that moment, something clicked. A thousand little pieces of memory, of conversations, of tiny, sly remarks she used to make about Faith when first came to stay with me. Faith is evil. Faith is always causing trouble. Faith is so selfish. All those little seeds of doubt she’d planted, making me question Faith’s intentions, making me think my mate was some kind of burden. It all made sense now. The bad person, the manipulative one, wasn’t Faith. It was Alice. It had always been Alice. She had twisted everything, made me believe
lies.
A cold, hard resolve settled in my chest. Listen to me very carefully, Alice, I said, my voice low and dangerous. “You may carry my baby, and I will take full responsibility for that child. I would never abandon my own flesh and blood.” I met her eyes, letting her see the steel in mine. “But I will never love you. Not one bit. My heart belongs to Faith, and only Faith. And I swear to you, I will protect her from you, from everything.”
Without waiting for her to speak, I mind–linked one of the Omegas. Prepare a room in the packhouse. A comfortable one, but not lavish. For Alice. She will be staying there.
“You are going to stay in the packhouse, I told Alice, my voice flat.
Her triumphant smile finally faltered. Her eyes widened, a flicker of panic.” What? No! I can’t stay there! But the father of my child stays here, so why
can’t I”
I scoffed. “No. Nobody but Faith will stay in this house with me. This is my home, and only my mate lives under my roof.”
Her face crumpled. Large, fake tears welled in her eyes, threatening to spill. She looked at her parents, who seemed just as helpless. She started to cry, soft, heaving sobs, trying to make me feel something.
I didn’t give a damn. Her tears meant nothing to me. They were just another performance.
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she is the reason why I have treated Faith like this and I might never get my mate back because of her so she deserves to suffer,
I turned and walked out, leaving her sobbing in the living room. My only thought was Faith, I needed to find her. needed to see her, to hold her, to explain everything, to apologize for being so blind,
lunged out of the house, my Alpha senses flaring, searching for her scent. There! A familiar, sweet scent, tinged with sadness, drifting from the direction of the lake. I followed it, my legs pumping, my heart urging me
faster.
As I neared the lake, the air became thick with her scent, but something else hit me too. Another Alpha. A male. My gut twisted with an immediate, searing jealousy. Alpha Kyle. What is he doing here?
I don’t know what it is about him but ever since the day he came to this pack I have been noticing that he has paid an awful lot of attention to my mate rather than trying to find his own and it’s irritating me now
I crept closer, hiding behind the dense trees, my eyes scanning the
shimmering surface of the water. And then I saw them. Faith, sitting on a fallen log, and Kyle standing beside her, talking, his posture open and friendly. My teeth clenched. A low growl rumbled in my chest, a primal, possessive warning. He was too close. Why was she with him?
My blood boiled, a mix of anger and fear. Anger at myself, for letting Alice do this, for not being there for Faith. Anger at Kyle, for daring to be near her, for comforting her when it should be me.
I stayed hidden, watching, waiting for Kyle to leave. The jealousy was a hot, burning fire in my veins. When she finally, reluctantly, turned and walked away, I stepped out from the trees.
Faith left him standing there and I could tell that he still had something to say but she was already away from him. Her scent was still heavy with sorrow.
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As she turned, her eyes, wide and red–rimmed, met mine.
My anger and jealousy flared, burning away any other thought.
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