Chapter One Hundred and ThingTwo
Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Two
“I am surprised,” Axel says to me when he finds he still in his room.
“What?”
“From Thane’s emotions, I didn’t think you would still be here, I’d have thought you were back in his room being… banged.”
I gasped. “Axel!” I call out, reddening.
“He usually has no restraints, but I guess he is indeed trying,” Axel went on with a wide smile.
Something piqued my curiosity.
“So Thane was like… turned on?” I asked, trying to hide my smile and failing.
“Yeah, I guess you did play him.”
“I did,” I admitted, “and I enjoyed every bit of it.”
Tsk. That was a dangerous thing to do. He would be back.”
“He would be back for me?”
“You keep repeating what I’ve already said.” Axel’s say, clearly enjoying this more than he should.
“He won’t get me, I would be here in your room; he wouldn’t get to me in here, right?”
Axel’s smile wasn’t very innocent. “And who is going to stop him?”
“I thought you were on my side.”
“He is my Alpha; there is only little I can do and you started it.”
“So… what do I do?”
“You could go up to him.”
“Go up to him?” I asked before realizing I had once again repeated his words.
“If you deny him any further, he would be back for you.”
For some reasons, I shivered.
“I can’t go throwing myself at him,” I murmured to myself.
“Oh, he would strip you of that little pride soon.
“You are supposed to be my friend.”
“This is a very friendly advice.”
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Pride had gotten the best of me, and so I decided to pay my mother a visit instead.
Thane could starve a little longer; he deserved to
I knocked once before pulling the door open and walking into my mother’s apartment. I spotted her sitting on one of the cushions. She immediately rose to her feet. I could see the hope in her eyes; she thought I was here to mend things, actually the exact opposite.
I tossed the envelope to the table.
“You know what that is?” I asked, and before she answered, I spoke on. “That is a DNA test result, proving that Thane and I don’t share a parent. You have a lot of explanations to do that could either make things better, or very, very worse, and I really don’t know what could be worse than our current situation but I really don’t want to find out either.”
“Thane is not… related to you?” She asked, seeming surprised, I wasn’t going to fall for that. Are you sure?” she asks.
You could clearly read it off the result.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“You should be. So what were you trying to do? What was the game here, mother?” I asked, feeling my anger at her return–very fierce this time.
“I told you that I hoped the news would lead to your separation, but that was because I thought it was true. All these years, when you asked about your father… I thought it was Slade; I had always believed he was the father of my child. That was why I never told you; that kind of knowledge would be dangerous.”
“How couldn’t you know the man that got you pregnant?” I asked, and the moment the question was out of my mouth, Axel’s words echoed in my mind: my mother was a slave, she had been used by more than one male; of course she could miss this up, but then why had she been so certain it was Slade? “I’m sorry“, I appologise.
“No. Don’t be. I hadn’t remembered being with anyone at that period…” she trailed off, lost in thoughts. “I had been sedated more than once; who knows what happened then” she says.
“I shouldn’t have come; I’m sorry, I just… I didn’t know what I was thinking.”
“Riley, stay,” she says, her eyes pleading.
I had told her not to ever come by my room, but here I was in hers. I took a seat, right opposite
her.
“You know, I really don’t know which would have been worse: if Slade was your father or if your father was an unknown man that I’m sure I wouldn’t recognize.
“This is not your fault, but as much as I love you, this has to come to an end,” I say, trying to
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reason with her.
“It will, I promise. I had been so afraid I had lost you; you are everything I have left, and I had hurt you more than anyone, I am so sorry. I am tired of living in the past; of course a lot of things happened in my past, but a lot more could happen in the future, and that’s what I have to focus on. Slade is dead and had paid for his crime; I cannot let his ghost haunt me; it is time to move on too”
“I like that. We could start afresh, and all those things I said, I didn’t mean them. I don’t hate you, and you would always be my mother.”
Maybe I had actually come here in hopes of making amends, but my damn pride wouldn’t let me admit it–not even to myself.
