Chapter Sixty Three
Chapter Sixty Three
ALEXANDER’S POV
Kaida was never one to admit her feelings–especially not when they made her look weak. But back at the bar, she did. She admitted her jealousy; she admitted what she felt for me. And right then and there, I swore to myself to be loyal to her. I wanted her happy; I loved seeing her smile, but everything changed too soon when the news of her father’s death reached us.
She wouldn’t speak. She wouldn’t eat. She
ouldn’t even sleep. And for the first time, I saw her cry. She mourned
for her father, and all I wanted to do was taby her pain
Aric sat with me in my office.
“The healer who had been present when he died said he had fallen into a strange coma some days before he passed. The only sign of life had been his beating heart,” Aric said.
“Alpha Trent knew he was going to die; that’s why he made all the necessary arrangements. Still, I believe his illness is indeed very strange; all illnesses have their cause, but Alpha Trent’s didn’t.”
“Maybe it was more than just an illness; maybe it was some sort of curse,” Aric suggested. I couldn’t help but agree with him, but who would place a curse on a man like Alpha Trent?
“You will return to what remains of the Dawn Pack and run a total search there.”
He nodded.
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“About the Luna. When we arrived to tell her the news, she seemed troubled. Was everything okay?” Aric asked. Of course, he wanted to know if I had hurt her.
“She had a nightmare–one unlike any I had ever seen; she kept calling for her father. Perhaps she was having some kind of ‘vision‘ about his death.”
“Maybe it’s wise that she comes with me as I return back to the Dawn Pack; that could help her… condition.”
“I will take care of my mate.” I said to him, for a moment I saw the challenge in his eyes before he bowed and walked away. I didn’t like Aric very much; maybe it was because he was head over heels for my girl or maybe it was something more. Still, I kept him close; that way, I was able to watch over him.
“Kaida, you need to eat something.” I tried reasoning with her; she never accepted the food, never said a word; she just kept sitting there and watching the skies through the balcony. She was in a black gown–black was her favorite color, but I could tell this time she wore it to mourn her father’s death.
“I didn’t believe it,” she whispered. I knew he was dying; all the signs were there that he would not survive, but I thought there would be some kind of… miracle. I thought somehow he would make it. He was all the family I had, and now he’s dead too. First it was my mother, then my best friend, and now my father. How many more would I have to lose before the gods decide that I’ve suffered enough?”
I sat beside her. “Your father was a good man. He had made sure his daughter and the pack were out of harm’s way before he passed. He was a brave man. My mother owed him her life.”
“Was he in any pain when he passed?”
No, he was in a coma; his death was painless.”
“I wish I had been there with him as he drew his last breath” she said, then turned to me. “How were you able to survive it? How did you live on after both your parents died?”
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Chapter Sixty Three
“All my parents left me before their deaths was a letter and few cryptic words,” I said, thinking back to that day
-the very same day a boy was forced to become a man.
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