101 Chapter 101 Breaking Point Reached
I drew a shaking breath, shoving my fear into the deepest corners of my mind where it couldn’t paralyze me. My first priority was creating normalcy for Theo. I prepared his favorite breakfast – fluffy pancakes that usually made him beam with joy. I even hummed softly while cooking, though my stomach churned with anxiety. After he finished eating, I helped him dress for the day, carefully fastening each button and tying his tiny shoelaces. Every gentle touch felt like a potential farewell.
Next, I brought Theo to the packhouse. I had no close friendships within the pack, no trusted confidants who could watch him safely. The pack orphanage became my only option. The staff members there radiated warmth and genuine care for children. Theo would be secure there, happily distracted by games and playmates for several hours.
A burning tear slipped down my face. The audacity of this man, lecturing me about doing right by my child. I scrubbed it away with fierce determination. Tears were a luxury I couldn’t afford. Strength was all I had left.
I tapped the call button. The silence in my kitchen felt suffocating as my pulse thundered in my ears. One ring. Two rings. Then his voice sliced through the quiet like a blade.
“Name your terms,” I said, my voice gaining steel despite the tremor underneath. “Whatever you want from me, I’ll deliver. Just tell me what it takes.” The words tasted like poison, but I forced them out anyway.
While he played contentedly, I grabbed my phone and composed a message to Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins. I kept the text brief but clear – specific instructions for tomorrow morning if they didn’t hear from me. Julian might share blood with Theo, but he remained essentially a stranger to my son. If something happened to me today, Theo needed protection from people who genuinely loved him. My hands trembled violently as I typed, but I steadied them through sheer willpower.
Dorian leaned casually against a massive oak tree, initially facing away before turning slowly to meet my gaze. His hands rested in his pockets with infuriating nonchalance, mocking the hurricane of emotions tearing through me. His eyes, empty and calculating, locked onto mine across the small clearing.
“Such a good girl,” Dorian’s voice turned sickeningly sweet, making my skin crawl. “Come to me. The northern boundary of pack territory. Soon. This might be your only
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opportunity to see your daughter again, Seraphina.”
I refuse to act without thinking, but concentrating on anything besides locating my daughter has become impossible. My faith in Julian bringing her home safely has crumbled to nothing.
The temperature dropped as I ventured deeper into the woods. Finally, I pushed through a tangle of thorny branches and froze. There he was.
His words hit me like a physical blow. The monster who stole my child addressed me like I was nothing more than a nuisance. I squeezed the phone until my knuckles went white, fighting to steady my breathing. “You already know why I’m calling,” I managed, my voice barely audible. My throat constricted as if invisible hands were choking me.
Fang patrols had increased dramatically since those mysterious bodies appeared on our land without explanation, so I moved with extra caution.
He nodded enthusiastically, squeezed me back quickly, then raced toward the playroom without a backward glance.
The bitter taste of terror filled my mouth as I stared at Dorian’s contact on my phone screen. My thumb trembled above his name. This was my breaking point. No more endless waiting. No more torturing myself with what-ifs.
stayed hypervigilant during my journey, choosing forgotten paths and weaving between dense trees to ensure I wasn’t followed. The northern territory remained perpetually quiet, an overgrown wilderness of ancient forest and jagged rocks. Perfect for clandestine, dangerous encounters.
My heart hammered against my ribs, drowning out the forest’s silence. This confrontation would end one of two ways – with my death, or with my daughter’s freedom. No middle ground existed.
I made myself a vow in that moment. I would find the strength to handle this alone. Dorian’s psychological warfare was nothing new he’d always been a master manipulator. But my mission remained crystal clear: discover Roxanne’s role in this nightmare. Of course, this could easily be an ambush. Dorian might plan to take me prisoner. He might have worse intentions entirely. But choice was a luxury I no longer possessed.
A dark laugh rumbled through the speaker. Not genuine amusement, but the sound of someone savoring another’s pain. “Finally ready to be reasonable, Seraphina. Finally
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willing to put your daughter first.”
The line went dead with a sharp click. My entire body collapsed inward, caught between crushing relief and absolute terror.
Seraphina’s POV
We entered the building to the sounds of children’s laughter echoing through the halls. Theo’s face immediately brightened as he spotted a group of kids playing together. I dropped to his level, wrapping him in the tightest embrace I could manage. I pressed my lips to his soft cheek, desperately trying to memorize every detail – his warmth, his innocent giggles, the way he smelled like sunshine and cookies. He didn’t sense anything unusual, just wiggled impatiently, eager to join the fun. “Mommy won’t be gone long, baby,” I whispered, painting on my brightest smile.
“I despise interruptions,” Dorian’s tone carried ice and menace, “but I’ll make an exception for you. Speak.”
“I’ll be there,” I promised without hesitation. The response came from somewhere deeper than thought, pure maternal desperation.
I watched him disappear into the joyful chaos, my throat closing with unshed tears. Then I slipped away like a shadow, praying no one would notice my departure.
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