The thought of Santiago mistreating the child never crossed my mind, but this weird stranger is right. If I were to hand the child over, and by some moon miracle, he were to accept the fact that I wouldn’t be a part of their life, I still have to think of what Poppy would do to this kid. The sole reason why any of this is happening is that he wanted a strong heir
He chose her because of her performance as a beta in the pack. his heir turns out to be my son or daughter, I doubt it would sit well with any of them, no matter what Santiago says to either of them. The choice is obvious, but it has my stomach churning. I feel sick all over again.
The stranger sits back without saying another word. He looks beyond livid. I guess if I were learning about the circumstances of someone who seems to be in evident distress, would upset me as well. I’m really hoping he’s true to his word and doesn’t say anything to my grandmother. I don’t know how she’ll react to the truth.
“There you are,” I look back to see Ivar walking towards us
“Hey,” I greet him, glad that there’s an interruption to this horrible discussion.
The stranger’s advice was sound. Really good. It’s honestly bringing the kind of clarity I would never have come across on my own. I forgot that there are other variables in question outside of my own and Santiago’s. There always have been, hut I’d been so caught in proving that I belonged by his side that none of them ever mattered. I was under the delusion that it was just him and me.
“Hey, how did the appointment go? Did you like Dr Grant?” Ivarjushes out all in one breath once he takes a seat.
“Yeah, she’s cool and very easy going,” I admit. “Everything went well. I’m going back tomorrow for a follow–up on some labs.”
“Nice. Now the truth,” he smirks, patting my head. I can’t help the grin on my face. He sees right through me.
“The rejection made some changes in my body. There’s some swelling and newly formed scar tissue, but nothing too
serious,”
“Now was that so hard to say?” he smirks. “When did you get in?
“About an hour ago,” the guy across from me answers him..
“Is Dad being pissy?” he asks.
I look back at him, eyes wide. His grim expression shifts to amusement. His eyes meet mine challengingly, and he releases the hold he has over his presence. I don’t need to lean in to catch his scent. He meant to hide it from me all along
I’m an idiot for not recognizing him. He’s changed so much sing the last time I saw him. His boyish features are long gone and replaced by sharper, more defined edges. His eyes had once been an intense violet, but they’re now a soft lavender The boy filled with light and warmth is long gone.
its
“Always. You know him. He hates diplomacy,” he shrugs. “But it was time for us to come home. They should be here after their court meeting. I’m glad you’re feeling a little better, Sophi I open my mouth to say something, but I cant bring myself to say a word. Feeling humiliated, I stand up and head inde. “Sophia,” he calls after me and stops me when I get to the door. I pull away. My reaction startles him. Tim sorry, he say, putting his hands up in surrender. I didn’t mean to
“The next time you mean anything, make it known,” I say and continue inside.
I’m sorry,” he says when I get to the stairs. “I didn’t think the circumstances would be like this. It’s not in my nature to assume the worst of people. You undersold the magnitude of your situation over the phone
“What did you think I was going to say to someone I barely know about my situation? Did you really think I was going to admit the worst to a stranger? I don’t know you, and you don’t know me”
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You knew a lule gul a long time ago, my King. People change. Welcome home. I hope your trip was a safe one I turn awound to go up to my room.
“Sophie. I’m sorry” he calls up, but I can’t bring myself to say anything else.
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I guess some things will never change. That wasn’t very pleasant and it was rare for our interactions to be. He was always trying to find a way to get under my skin when we were kids, and he had Gavin feeding him information on me at the time. I lean back against my door and slide down until my bottom mets the floor.
The weight of everything finally comes crashing down on me. My head is so full that it’s throbbing as if it had a heartbeat of its own. The ache in my chest is suffocating me. I lock the door behind me and crawl into bed to take all the pillows over my head. The
and hurt I feel finally give way, and I cry into the pillows, hoping it’s enough to muffle the sound of my
screams.
I don’t know what I did to deserve any of this. I thought I had a good head on my shoulders. That after everything I had been through, I’d chosen the path that was best for me. I gave up so much of myself that I don’t even know if there is anything left of me.
This can’t even be classified as a nightmare. I’ve had nightmares before. I’ve been in one that has haunted me from the moment I woke up in that hospital, attached to more tubes and ires than I could count.
I always believed that surviving that attack would be the worst thing I would ever go through. I’d lost my family in that attack. Everything that made me the person I was then. So much of me died with them, and I had been desperate to get some of it back
Now I know that all it did was make me complacent. I accepted what little affection I could get wherever I found it, and they knew. All these years, those fucking asshole knew that I would never question their decisions because they knew I had no one to defend me or tell me that I was blind. I was alone, and they used that against me.
That’s exactly what I was, Blind. To all of it. I’m kidding myself. I’m never going to be free from him. Even if I never see him again, every insecurity will stem from the patterns of what I thought was our perfect mating,
I don’t know when I fall asleep, but a knock on my door wakes me. I sit up to find that it’s dark. I wipe my face and try to clean myself up as best I can, but if that’s my grandmother, I know she’s going to scent the despair I’ve been in since I arrived. I open the door to find her standing there with an apolo fetic expression on her face.
We stare at one another for a moment, and without thinking. I sh into her and wrap my arms around her. It stuns her for a moment, but she doesn’t hesitate to wrap her arms around me 1 can’t find any words to say. All I can do is cry
“You’re all right,” she says gently as she strokes my hair. She tightens her hold on me the way she did when I didn’t shin. “You’re going to be just fine, little wolf. You’re the strongest person I know, I know we’ll get through this”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
