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My wife's childhood best friend returned from overseas with a child. To protect his reputation and secure the boy's future, she told everyone that she was the child's mother.
And my child? She claimed that my daughter was the bastard I had brought home after fooling around behind her back.
When I finally broke down and demanded an explanation, she remained as calm as ever.
"Bryan has always had it hard at home," she said. "And his son cannot grow up without a mother. I have to help them."
That day, I looked at the woman I had loved for seven years and decided that I would never love her again.
Chapter 1
When I learned that Gwyneth Sullivan planned to take Bryan Thatcher on a trip three days later to help sell the lie that his child was really her firstborn, I called my mother-in-law, Hilda Brunt.
"Mrs. Sullivan, I want a divorce."
Hilda let out a long sigh on the other end of the line. "Oh, dear child, it was Gwen who wronged you."
Ever since Gwyneth told everyone that our child, Prudence, was some bastard I had brought home after fooling around outside, a child I had forced her to raise, we had fought more fiercely than at any other time in our seven-year marriage.
When she realized I intended to take our daughter and leave, she had people lock me inside the villa.
Even when I took Prudence out for a checkup, a dozen bodyguards followed me every step of the way.
"She is our child," she had said. "I can't abandon her."
So she knew. She knew Prudence was her child. Yet with one careless sentence, she had nearly destroyed both our lives, even though she knew perfectly well that our daughter was her biological child.
Bryan's son, Sam, was the one whose mother no one knew.
I brushed my fingers over my daughter's sleeping cheek and realized this was my last chance. The thought that she might grow up without a mother's love hurt deeply. Yet I could not bear the idea that she would carry the stain of someone else's sin from the moment she was born.
Perhaps she felt the warmth of my hand. She shifted in her sleep and smiled, as if she understood how broken I felt, as if she were trying to comfort me.
Tears fell at once. I pulled my hand back and stepped out onto the balcony for air. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. Forgive your father for being cruel."
I had barely steadied myself when the villa door opened.
Gwyneth walked over and stopped in front of me. She glanced at my red eyes and said in the same flat voice, "Don't be like this in front of Prudence. Try to be happy."
It was easy for her to say. If I could control my feelings, I would never have fallen for the woman standing in front of me.
I had always known she kept a place for Bryan in her heart. I had always known that what she felt for me was not real love. The person I had loved most was the one who had wounded me most deeply.
"You've done so much to hurt me. You trapped me here. You took away my freedom." I looked at her. "What, I don't even have the right to feel devastated?"
She only stood there, guilt flickering across her face, but no words came.
Just like a few months earlier, not long after she gave birth…
I took Prudence for her shots that day. At the clinic, I ran into Gwyneth while she was there with Bryan's child.
She was gentle and attentive with Sam. She acted as if she feared he might be bumped or scratched.
"Gwen, look at our baby. He really takes after you."
A soft glow spread across Gwyneth's face. She let Bryan hold her hand, then allowed him to guide it to the child's little head.
The next moment, she looked up and saw me standing at the corner. She did not explain. She simply froze.
What a happy family of three.
If I had not been Gwyneth's husband, I might have said it out loud. I might even have envied them.
But I could not say it, and she did not deserve to hear it.
…
The woman standing in front of me remained silent for a moment, as if she had only just remembered something.
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Serena Blackwell married to Dominic with daughter Lily. Her best fried and his mistress was Vanessa. Dominic tricked Serena into signing a medical release to give Lily’s heart to Vanessa.
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Chapter 1
"You lost a pup, so you won't be able to shift for a while. Stay somewhere safe."
[Alaric: My Beta said Sereia came to the hospital. Is she sick?]
The healer's voice and my future Alpha's voice hit me at the same time.
But there were only two of us in that room. Me and the healer.
[Kell: Did you really have to bring Delilah with you? You know her mother forged the proof that killed Sereia's mother. She hates Delilah more than anyone alive.]
[Alaric: Then let her yell at me. I just want her to talk to me.]
I shook my head. Kell is Alaric's wolf. There was no way I could hear what he was thinking.
Then I stepped out the door and saw Alaric standing there with Delilah, my father's daughter by his mistress.
Delilah's face folded into a perfect apology.
"Sereia, my heat came early, so I asked Alaric to bring me to the hospital. You don't mind, right?"
I opened my mouth.
Before one word came out, his voice crashed into my head again.
[Alaric: I'm standing here with the one she hates most. How does she have no reaction at all?]
[Kell: Three days without a word from her. I'm losing my mind too.]
I closed my mouth, turned around, and walked to the car.
Delilah got to the passenger seat before I did.
"My heat needs an Alpha's scent to settle. The back seat is too far away for me."
Alaric got into the driver's seat. "Sereia, you're her sister. Try to understand her."
I let go of the handle, turned away, and got in the back.
The door shut with a heavy thud.
Silence filled the car.
Alaric's knuckles went white on the wheel.
Then his voice rang inside my head again.
[Alaric: She took the back seat without a word. Does she really not care about me anymore?]
Delilah gave me a strange look and glanced at Alaric's white knuckles.
Tears rose in her eyes right on time.
"Never mind, Alaric. I will sit in the back."
She actually pushed the door open and set one foot on the ground.
He shot his hand out and caught her wrist.
"Who said you could sit in the back?"
Delilah looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes wet and pitiful.
She bit her lip and pulled weakly against his hold.
"Alaric, let go. Let me move."
"Look at her. Sereia is angry."
I lifted my head.
"I'm not angry. Keep the front seat."
Both of them went still.
[Alaric: She's not angry? No way. She must be saying that to punish me.]
[Kell: Nobody could mean it. Not after what you just did.]
[Alaric: Sereia, tell me you hate this. Tell me to throw her out of my car. Just tell me you need me. Please.]
So...
This was what ran through his head every time he picked a fight with me.
Did he know what our text argument three days ago had cost me?
Did he know I went backward down a full flight of stairs?
I pressed my hand flat against my belly and kept my eyes on Delilah.
"Sit."
Alaric stared at me.
His fingers shook slightly around Delilah's wrist.
Delilah noticed.
She pressed her lips together and pushed his hand away.
"Never mind, Alaric. I will call a car. I don't want to be a burden to anyone."
Then she turned to me with a sorry look.
"I apologize, Sereia. I shouldn't have asked for your Alpha's help during my heat. That was out of line."
"I'm leaving right now."
Her fingers fumbled uselessly at the seatbelt.
Alaric pulled her straight back into the seat.
He glared at me through the mirror.
"Sereia, does the whole world have to bow to you?"
"I already said she could stay in the front."
"Who is this act for? You know she is fragile, and you still use this method to force her out."
I stared at him in disbelief.
"You..."
"Please stop! Please stop fighting for me!"
Delilah waved her hands in a panic.
"This is all my fault. I shouldn't have gone into heat today. If you two fight over me, I will never forgive myself."
"Alaric, I am calling a car!"
This time the seatbelt clicked open.
She put one foot on the pavement.
"Stay where you are."
His fingers locked around her wrist again.
He looked at me with red at the edges of his eyes.
"Sereia, she's in heat. She needs help."
He ground the words out, like I had done something unforgivable.
I looked straight back at him.
"Which is exactly why I didn't make her move. Isn't it?"
"You..."
The words died in his mouth.
He met my flat, empty stare.
A hard laugh broke out of him.
"No wonder your father always chose Delilah over you."
I stopped breathing.
Chapter 2
The words hit me like a slap.
I never expected Alaric to say something like that.
Even in our most explosive arguments, he had never used my family pain against me. He knew exactly what it meant to me.
My mother had been driven to an early grave by my father's mistress. Then my father dragged his illegitimate daughter into our home and forced me to play "sister."
It was an open wound that never healed.
Alaric watched my face, studying every twitch of my expression.
My blood boiled. I opened my mouth to snap at him.
Then a frantic voice echoed inside my head.
[Alaric: I even used this to provoke her. She has to talk back to me now, right?]
[Alaric: Her eyes are turning red... Kell, I'm such a bastard.]
[Kell: You planned this. Don't cry about it now.]
[Alaric: I'm sorry, Sereia. I'm losing my mind. I want to make up with you. I want to hear your voice. I need to know what happened these past three days.]
[Alaric: Please. Just give me some reaction. Let me know you still care about me.]
All the words caught in my throat.
Alaric watched my lips part and close again.
A brief, desperate spark of joy flared in his eyes. Then he masked it with a sneer of absolute disdain.
I paused and swallowed all my words.
I turned my head away, avoiding his gaze.
"You're right."
A suffocating silence slammed into the car.
[Alaric: What did she say? How could she say something like that?]
[Alaric: She's supposed to scream at me, tear into me for letting Delilah sit in the front seat, rip me apart for using the things she gave me.]
[Alaric: Does she really not care about me anymore? Does it not matter to her what I do?]
[Alaric: Sereia... I'm begging you...]
I kept my head down and calmly started reading the messages on my phone.
Alaric waited, but got nothing.
He gritted his teeth. His knuckles turned bone-white as he gripped the steering wheel.
"Sit tight. We're leaving."
Delilah pulled her seatbelt across her chest and shot me a sharp, suspicious glance.
Chapter 3
The car sped down the highway.
No one said a word.
Delilah broke the silence first.
"Um, Sereia, I'm really sorry about Elowen."
My thumb froze over my phone.
Elowen.
My mother.
"We only wanted to force her to give up Dad. Who would have thought she'd actually die of the Rejection?"
"Honestly, my mom and I have felt terrible for years. We always wanted to make it up to you."
"We just never found a way."
"There is a way." I lowered my phone.
"Why don't you and your mother go die together?"
Delilah's eyes instantly welled up. "Sereia... w-what did you just say?"
"I said." I stared at her coldly. "You and your mother can go die together. Drop the fake act."
My body violently jerked forward.
Alaric slammed on the brakes.
"Sereia, get out."
I froze.
Delilah covered her mouth. Her shoulders shook as she sobbed.
"What did you say?" I asked.
"I said." Alaric looked at me coldly through the rearview mirror.
"Get out. I don't give rides to someone like you."
"She started it first!"
My breath came fast. The anger finally broke out.
[Alaric: Finally...]
The voice echoed in my head.
[Alaric: She's finally showing some emotion toward me...]
[Kell: I knew this trick would work.]
I ground my teeth. "Alaric, stop joking!"
"I'm not joking."
Alaric twisted in his seat. A confident smirk played on his lips.
"Either you get out, or you apologize to Delilah."
I clenched my fists. "Did you hear what she just said?"
Alaric stayed silent.
"She brought up my dead mother! And you want me to apologize?!"
Delilah's cries grew even more pitiful.
"Sereia, I really just wanted to say I'm sorry..."
The second the tears fell, the coldness on Alaric's face deepened.
"Sereia, you have three seconds. Get out, or apologize."
"Alaric, we're on the highway..."
"Then apologize."
I locked eyes with him.
A sharp ringing filled my ears. His voice flooded my head again.
[Alaric: Don't cry, Sereia. Please, don't look at me like that. I really can't keep this act up.]
[Alaric: You looking at me like this is driving me insane.]
[Alaric: Please, just give in. Just this once. I'll throw Delilah out right now and beg for your forgiveness.]
[Alaric: Please, I can't take this anymore.]
"Speak."
His voice came out low and freezing. It was nothing like the panic in his head.
"Three. Two..."
He watched me in the mirror.
Click.
The door opened.
His breath caught.
I stepped straight out of the car.
"Sereia!"
Chapter 4
Alaric's shouts echoed down the road.
I ignored him.
I kept walking.
The car pulled up beside me.
"Sereia Vex! Stop right there!"
[Alaric: She actually got out?!]
[Alaric: Didn't she just get out of the hospital? Damn it, I don't even know what happened to her!]
[Alaric: I just want to ask her what's wrong!]
[Alaric: She's walking straight into the freezing wind. Does she really not care that she was just sick?]
[Alaric: Turn around! Turn around, Sereia!]
"Sereia!"
The car jerked in front of me, blocking my path.
His breath came in ragged bursts. Red lined the corners of his eyes.
"Se—"
[Kell: Forget it. Maybe we should just give in.]
[Alaric: You're right, Kell. Seeing her like this is killing me.]
"What is it?"
I stared at him. My gaze was cold and steady.
His lips parted.
"Since you want to act so tough, then..." He pointed at my clothes.
"I bought that. Take it off before you leave."
My breath caught.
A gust of biting wind whipped past. I pulled the coat tighter around myself.
"Alaric, we're on the main road. It's almost winter!"
Alaric leaned one arm on the open window.
"You don't have to give it back. Just apologize."
I froze.
He glared at me.
[Kell: What the hell are you talking about?]
[Alaric: I didn't even mean to say it... Just say you're wrong! Say it! Please, I'm begging you—stop this!]
"Three, two..."
I ripped the coat off and hurled it straight through the car window.
Alaric froze.
"Happy now? Leave!"
My breath came in short gasps.
Alaric's knuckles turned white as he gripped the fabric.
It was the same coat he had saved for months to buy me back when he had nothing but hunger and a dream of becoming Alpha.
It was also the coat that carried his scent. The only thing that kept rogues away from me in the neutral zone.
He let out a sharp sneer.
"Is that the only piece?"
I stiffened.
He held my gaze. "What about what's underneath?"
I wrapped my arms around myself.
"Your shirt, your pants. Didn't I pick out every single piece for you?"
"I..." I pressed my lips tight to stop my teeth from chattering.
"Alaric, don't do this. I'll find a way to pay you back when we get home. Just pretend you sold them to me."
"Your father picked Delilah as his Alpha heir and everything goes to her. What money do you even have to pay me back?"
I turned to stone.
Back then, when I faced this exact kind of pressure, he had said:
"If your father makes things hard for you, I refuse to let you suffer!"
"I swear, when I become Alpha one day, I'll make every wolf envy you!"
I locked eyes with him.
"Do you really have to make things so hard for me?!"
"You're the one making things hard for Delilah!"
Heat flared behind my eyes.
A heavy silence fell between us.
"Take it!"
I stripped the clothes off.
This left me in nothing but a thin bra on top.
I balled up the shirt and hurled it hard into his face.
"Is that enough?!"
He went completely rigid.
[Kell: Are you out of your damn mind? This is the neutral zone! She's not safe here!]
A long moment passed.
He swallowed. "The boots."
I kicked them off without a second thought and tossed them through the window.
He didn't say another word.
The engine revved, and the car sped off.
I stood there barefoot on the frozen ground.
I had nothing but my underwear to cover me from the waist down.
A gust of wind blew past, sending a sharp cramp through my belly.
I couldn't shift because losing my pup wrecked me. My wolf Lyra was still silent inside me.
To make matters worse, my phone was still in his car.
I had no choice but to walk down the side of the road, every step agonizing.
Cars zoomed past from time to time.
Drivers cast curious glances my way.
"Sereia?"
A truck pulled up beside me.
Behind the window, Garrick Slade stared at me.
He was the rogue who had once tried to mark me, the one Alaric ran out of the pack with his tail broken and dumped in the neutral zone.
"Did you... get dumped on the side of the road?"