210 The bastard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Malakai.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you know who he is\u2026 or was?\u201d I vaguely heard Alpha Caelum ask me, but I was in too much pain to respond right away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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 me hurts the most?\u00a0<\/p>\n
What part of me felt the most betrayed?\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My fucking heart!\u00a0<\/p>\n
And that\u2019s because every damn thing I did was for my wife. She was the reason I was in this mess in the first place. She is the reason a curse like Leilani was born. The reason my very perfect family became broken beyond repair\u2026 and the\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:46\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/9\u00a0<\/p>\n
very reason I am now tied to this godforsaken chair like a fucking criminal and being\u00a0<\/p>\n
interrogated like one.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet, she wasn\u2019t the one being humiliated like this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My hands trembled in both fear and\u00a0<\/p>\n
apprehension when Alpha Caelum pressed his hot knife against my thigh for the second time. And knowing the kind of monster that he is- I have seen the despicable things he is capable of doing- I shuddered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
my\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThe only person who knows him pretty well is\u00a0<\/p>\n
wife. She was the one who got intimate with him and pregnant with his child, not me! Or do you think we ever had a threesome?\u201d I said, ignoring how rude that sounded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was way beyond being rational at this point. God, my entire body only screamed out one thing: Pain. And not rationality.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a moment, Caelum didn\u2019t say anything. He\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:46 C\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/9\u00a0<\/p>\n
210 The bastard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
simply watched me as if seeing me for the first time. I had even almost begun to think that he would ignore me and my words. That he would leave after realizing that I had nothing to give but hate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, he didn\u2019t ignore my rudeness. He didn\u2019t leave either. He seethed; \u201cYou may not be the one who fathered Leilani, but you\u2019re the one who even after knowing that she isn\u2019t your daughter decided to keep her with you, with the sole aim of torturing her for the crimes committed by your mate.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t torture her!\u201d I cried defiantly, but he wouldn\u2019t listen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou did!\u201d He screamed in my face, sounding as though he was physically in pain\u2026 like he was the one who had been betrayed and not Leilani; And I knew then that it was their stupid bond\u2019s doing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:46\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\/9\u00a0<\/p>\n
The bond was the only reason he was affected by it this much, and that was something I\u2019d always wanted for my real daughter, not the sleazy excuse of a wolf that they were mated to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I hissed. \u201cI was protecting her. I hate her but I was protecting her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Caelum seemed to stop to think as soon as I said that. His eyes found mine in a slow dark moment and then he leaned back, crossed his arms over his chest and asked; \u201cHow?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I sighed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Oh how?\u00a0<\/p>\n
That I could remember like it was the back of\u00a0<\/p>\n
my hand\u2026 I could remember 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\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
*Twenty four years ago*\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:46\u00a0<\/p>\n
4\/9\u00a0<\/p>\n
210 The bastard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was late into the night when my wife and mate suddenly felt her first contractions.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For the past eleven months, we\u2019ve all been waiting anxiously for this moment. For the day our girls will be brought into this world. For the day I will finally get to meet them, so why the fuck do I feel confused?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why in hell is my heart racing, but not in anticipation?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I gazed down lovingly into the eyes of the one person I loved the most in my entire life. But for the first time in my life, she didn\u2019t 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.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her dark auburn hair, now matted, pressed against her sweat slicked forehead as she pinned her glazed eyes at me, and then in a voice not above a whisper, she cried; \u201cIt hurts.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:47\u00a0<\/p>\n
5\/9\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s the baby. It\u2019s coming!\u201d 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.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This wasn\u2019t her first birth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Goddess, her first offspring was currently\u00a0<\/p>\n
sleeping outside this room, wrapped in the\u00a0<\/p>\n
cocoon of my mother\u2019s embrace; So why the fuck does this feel more difficult than the time she had\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gavin?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why does it feel like I was about to lose my wife for real?\u00a0<\/p>\n
In a desperate moment, my eyes met the doctor\u2019s and I whispered: \u201cSave my wife.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He nodded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:47 C\u00a0<\/p>\n
6\/9\u00a0<\/p>\n
210 The bastard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
against the door.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My eyes watered and my tears fell easily when my mate wouldn\u2019t stop crying out in pain. When she wouldn\u2019t stop thrashing and writhing and\u00a0<\/p>\n
cursing. This went on for hours non stop until suddenly\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
The cry of a baby tore through the air. A baby, not\u00a0<\/p>\n
two babies.\u00a0<\/p>\n
First came an auburn haired child who cried so\u00a0<\/p>\n
much and so loud that my eardrums nearly burst.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then came the abomination.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A child with a full head of silver hair. A child who\u00a0<\/p>\n
never cried. A child whose eyes were so bright it nearly made me fall to my knees and a child\u00a0<\/p>\n
whose aura and energy were so strong\u2026 I immediately knew that she was not of my lineage.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She could not be\u2026 not with those eyes and hair. And most definitely not with the aura in which\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:47\u00a0<\/p>\n
7\/9\u00a0<\/p>\n
she possessed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart fell at the sight\u2026 and goddess, I needed no soothsayer to know how this must\u2019ve come to be in the first place\u2026 how this was happening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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 me right under my nose\u2026 and how I was beginning to realize that no matter what happens, she would always love him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That she would always love Ragnar Valemont\u2026 son of the tainted Morningstar family.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her Lycan mate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And the bastard who used to be my best friend.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t stretch out my hands when they tried to shove both children into my arms. Goddess, I didn\u2019t move or speak. And all I could do was stand\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:47\u00a0<\/p>\n
8\/9\u00a0<\/p>\n
and watch while my wife continued to cry even after both children had been successfully born.\u00a0<\/p>\n
One was mine and one was a bastard, and I couldn\u2019t understand how that was even possible.<\/p>\n
Healing Slowly But Surely By R. Joseph 210 210 The bastard.\u00a0 Malakai.\u00a0 1\u00a0 \u201cDo you know who he is\u2026 or […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[56],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-23413","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-chosen-by-none-feared-by-all"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23413","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=23413"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23413\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=23413"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=23413"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=23413"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}