DECLAN’S POVAfter a little bit of melodrama displayed by the maid, she finally pulled away from Dame."How are you doing?" She asked the boy but he wouldn't respond to any question. At least, he wasn't running away from her which confirmed my curiosity. He was indeed Tristan's son. But how? "Dame, why won't you answer?" The maid continued to pester him, looking a little offended that he wouldn't answer her questions when she was clearly worried about him."He can't speak for now.” Jude broke the silence and her mouth formed an oh!"Since when has he been like this?" She asked and Jude told her that he had been like that since the night of the invasion.There was a quick moment of an emotional breakdown from the maid when she hugged Dame tightly and patted his back while telling him that it was okay.I watched the whole drama unfold before I got tired. "He needs to get some rest," I said, breaking the union.The maid pulled away reluctantly and nodded in response. "Jude, can you bri
VANESSA’S POVThe room fell silent at the sound of his question. I was the one who started the whole honesty thing, but I wasn't expecting him to ask for something like this. He never did.His eyes pierced into mine as if he was digging a hole to see through the facades, and I knew I needed to be creative with whatever lie I was about to tell.Why don't you just tell him the truth? A voice said in my head, but I waved it off. He would never understand my situation. Even if he did, I have lied about other things so why can't I add one more to the list?I placed the fork I was holding on the plate, making a cracking noise, as I looked everywhere else but his face. "I came from a rogue pack, far away from this realm," I heaved out a sigh.He stared at me for a little while, and I panicked. Has he caught on to my lies? Omg! The look on his face says that he doesn't believe me.Different thoughts erupt in my mind when he breaks the silence. "It's okay, you don't get to decide where you are
TRISTAN’S POVVanessa's words hit me like a rock, and I can't deny the pain. I watched as she ran into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind her. I should have realized she was still healing; maybe I shouldn't have been so forward when she was still clutching to her painful past that she was reluctant to reveal it.I stood in the same position, feeling stupid for what just happened, berating myself for not keeping my emotions in check.What was I thinking? I just couldn’t help myself the moment I saw her like that, so pretty and with a body begging to be worshipped, I couldn’t resist. It’s been years since I felt this way with anyone and I never expected to feel this way with Vanessa of all people. Heck, we had a arrangement which I probably made her question by making that move to kiss her. I know she would probably blame herself too but none of this would have happened if I had suppressed myself in the first place. I knocked gently at the door of the bathroom, hoping to gain
TRISTAN’S POVCrazy. He had to be crazy. Declan was a sick bastard and if I thought he could be redeemed, I was wrong. How could he make use of my pain this way. "I bet you are desperately praying that what I am saying is true," Declan chuckled, totally oblivious—or pretending to be—to my turmoil at hearing him mention Dame. "If this is another sick game of yours, then you are crossing the line," I warned, stepping closer to him so was I in his face. His look doesn’t waver, this bastard. "Why will I even joke about something like this?" He answered playfully, making it hard to detect if he was speaking the truth from his voice.My fists clenched, and I could feel a surge of rage bubbling within me. "Declan, this is not the time for your games! How dare you talk about my dead son that way? Have you no heart?” I growled. His nonchalant attitude towards the situation was pushing me to the edge and I could feel my blood boiling with anger.“You think I’d lie about something like that
DECLAN’S POVThe sight of Tristan getting all worked up was satisfying enough to forget the pain I was feeling from his outbursts.I drove back home calmly and waited for Tristian to keep to his words and call for the alliance meeting."Where are you coming from?" Jude asked suspiciously from the corner of the room. I didn't notice he was there until now. I thought he would probably be sleeping by now since it was late already."You are still up? I thought you would be sleeping," I muttered softly."Why is your face covered in bruises?" His eyes widened in surprise as he moved closer and saw my broken nose. "Declan, what did you do?" He frowned."Nothing really, I followed your advice and went to see Tristan." I chuckled as I reached for a tissue to wipe my bloody nose. Shit, Tristan sure packs a hard and painful punch. "Are you insane? Why the hell on earth would you go to his house? He is meant to be on a vacation; to have some private time with his Luna. Why would you ruin their n
DECLAN’S POV"Doctor, are you certain about what you are talking about?" I asked, still in shock."Alpha, I am one hundred percent sure. I mean, how else would you explain his sickness?" He paused for a while and handed over a book to me about the disease."Mastocytosis is a rare condition caused by an excess number of mast cells gathering in the body's tissues. There are two main types of mastocytosis: cutaneous mastocytosis, which mainly affects children – where mast cells gather in the skin, but are not found in large numbers elsewhere in the body." He explained."The only reason why the boy keeps getting sick is because he is too young to fight the disease. Over time, his immune system will be strong enough to fight it, but until then, we need to keep him under watch."I listened to the doctor's explanation even though half of his words sounded like gibberish to me, I got his point.Wait, if the boy is suffering from the same disease I had as a child which turned out to be heredit
TRISTAN’S POVVanessa seemed to be disappointed as she stormed off into the bathroom angrily to get dressed. I didn't want us to leave with her in that mood, so I tried to persuade her. I followed her. "I promise you, I don't want the night to end like this too. I brought us here so that we can have a break. I'm sorry we have to leave so soon."I couldn't bring myself to tell her the truth about Dame because she was an emotional wreck right now, she would ruin everything for us.Vanessa shot me a look that could freeze time, her eyes ablaze with anger. "What exactly are you apologizing for? For ruining our supposed break or for the kiss?"I hesitated, my words caught in my throat. "No, Vanessa, it's not about that. I just wanted us to—"She cut me off, her voice sharp and filled with hurt. "Don't lie! I saw the disappointment in your eyes when I couldn't... when I couldn't reciprocate your emotions. Don't lie to me."I could feel my guilt weighing down on me, but I couldn't bring mys
TRISTAN’S POVIt was soon time for the alliance meeting and I was preparing to take my leave when a soft knock brought my attention to the door. Before I could respond, the door cracked open, revealing Vanessa.Trying to be cautious of what I say, I waited for her to speak first. "Are you going somewhere?" She asked, judging from how dressed up I was."Yes, I'm heading out for the alliance meeting," I said, and she nodded."Okay…" she hesitated for a while before she continued. "I am sorry about the way I reacted last night. I know I was being insensitive but I didn't know how else to handle my emotions," she confessed."I thought we could move past the hmm… and just go back to the way we used to be. I don't want things to be awkward between us," she finished.The entire time, my eyes were fixed on her lips… how inviting they seemed as she talked, how they felt when I kissed her last night, and I felt the urge to kiss her again."I can't repeat the same mistake twice," I reminded myse
Vanessa's POV"Vanessa! Come and play with us!""Yes please, we are tired of playing alone," the kids whined as I sat down on the swing and watched them play by themselves."No, we want to play hide and seek," one of the kids whined, and I smiled at them."We have been playing hide and seek all morning," I said, still panting, from running for a long time. "You should play another game or I will have everyone go back inside," I threatened them, but it didn't even look like they were listening to me."Let's play a video game. Whoever wins gets to decide what we do next," one of the kids suggested, and I couldn't help but smile about how they reminded me of Dame in every way. That trick was the same Tristan and Dame always used to get whatever they want, and watching the kids say the same thing made me smile.It was as if the kids knew about my past life. They always find a way to remind me of the past in every way.It's been three years since I left the southern pack. Three years of le
Vanessa's POVI have concluded that I would be leaving once I regained my strength, but I do not want what happened when I tried to leave the last time to repeat itself. I know Declan would probably be looking all over the place for me, and he might have stopped me from leaving again, so I thought of writing a letter to him instead.I knew going to see him and telling him whatever I had to say was the proper way to end everything, but I was afraid that I might change my mind if I saw his pained expression, or even melt at his words if he surprised me by begging me to stay or do something worse like lock me up in his house to prevent me from leaving. With Declan, one can never be too sure.I opened the drawer and saw everything the way I left it. It was as if Tristan was hoping that one day I would return back to him. I expected him to throw out all of my belongings and wipe out every single trace or reminder of me in his pack, but he didn't.I imagined the good life I could have had w
Declan's POVTwo days have passed, and I have no clue where Vanessa might be. Even after watching the CCTV footage, I refused to believe that Vanessa would leave me. I spoke to the doctor and he said the side effects of the drug and injection he gave her were drowsiness and hallucination. Judging from how she left the hospital, I want to believe that she was sleepwalking and she is properly in some kind of danger right now.I had my men look everywhere for her, but she was nowhere to be found. We searched everywhere… every single road that led to the hospital. The streets nearby, we even went as far as searching through the people's houses, but there was no sign of Vanessa.I sat in my room, tapping on my table as I thought of where she might have gone. What if she had an accident? Then, the police would have said something. She doesn't have anywhere to go. She doesn't even have anything on her, where could she possibly go?Jenny…I rushed over to the kitchen where Jenny was busy cutt
Vanessa's POVCrying for so long made me feel numb and it felt like there was no water left in my eyes to shed. The injection given to me made me drowsy and my head felt heavy. I know the smartest thing to do right now was to sleep or at least lay on the bed and get some rest, but I can't afford to be anywhere around Declan anymore and I just wanted to leave.Staying in the hospital reminds me of how I watched Dame's lifeless body on the bed without being able to do anything to revive him and I think it's best to just leave.My vision was blurry, and I felt so weak. I knew I had to leave, but I couldn't even think straight. With trembling hands, I reached for the tube in my arm, wincing as I pulled it out. The pain shot through me, but I gritted my teeth and kept going. Finally, I was able to pull it out, and I staggered out of the ward, barefoot and disoriented.Every step felt like a hassle as I made my way down the corridor. I have to get out of here. Those were the only thoughts i
Declan's POVI stormed back home, feeling enraged, as my insides boiled with anger like a pot left unattended on a raging fire. Guilt weighed down on me at the reminder of Vanessa's accusations, and shame chewed me up inside. As much as I hated to admit it, she was right. Dame died because of me, I killed him.Even if that was true, it's not like I neglected them intentionally. She has equal blame in all of this. She ran away with my child and only showed up years later. If she hadn't left, or if she had ignored her pride and informed me about the pregnancy, none of this would have happened.Dame's death hasn't been easy on me too, heck, it hasn't been easy on anyone. Even the maids are grieving his death so what made her think she could get mad at me on this? I understand that she was mourning her child, but he was my son too.I could feel all sorts of emotions surge inside me; anger, irritation, hurt, and pain.The last time I felt this way was when I lost Ellena, and now, once agai
Chapter 140Vanessa's POVI woke up in the hospital bed, surrounded by the sterile scent of antiseptic and the low hum of medical equipment. My body felt heavy like I was being dragged in the mud, and all of my pain came rushing back in double folds.When I lost Dame in the rogue attack, I thought that would be the end of me. I cried every day and became a mess because he was all I lived for. But then Tristan came back to tell me he was alive, all of my pains vanished into the air. It felt like I was given a reason to live again. To work harder, to become a better mother.Just when I thought I had all the time in the world to be with my boy, I lost him to the cold hands of death. I wanted to scream, to yell out my frustration. I wanted to blame somebody so badly, and hate them for the rest of my life, but where do I begin?I haven't shed a single tear since we got back home from the hospital. This one was different— I had two weeks to prepare for his death. His death wasn't exactly ne
Chapter 139Declan's POVIt's been a week since Dame died. Seven miserable days of wishing and hoping even though no amount of breakdown would bring him back. The last time I felt this vulnerable was when Ellena died. I wasn't even this sad when I lost my parents.Everything felt vain and I had lost the will to continue with my role as the Alpha or do anything to gain more wealth or power. What was the use of all my power and influence when it couldn't save my son from dying?What is the point of being the most powerful Alpha when I can't even keep the one thing I wanted most in my life?What hurt the most was the fact that I was beside Dame when he took his last breath, but I wasn't there for him. I slept peacefully that night, thinking I still had another day to grant his wishes. I went to bed feeling on top of the world because I finally got to hear him call me father, not knowing those would be his last words.If only I had known that those were the last time I'd hear him speak, m
Vanessa's POVI traced my hands on the bed, expecting to feel a small hand or at least a tiny body, but there was none. I opened my eyes lazily and found myself in a room different from the one I thought I would be in.I was at Dame's ward until last night, how did I end up here? Judging from the smell, I could tell that I was still at the hospital. Did I pass out? I searched my body checking for any visible injury but other than the throbbing pain in my heart and the headache that has become a constant thing since I found out about Dame's health, I am all good.Maybe Declan brought me here so that I can sleep peacefully. I stood up from the bed and made my way to Dame's ward, where Dame and Declan were sleeping peacefully.This is the first time Declan has looked peaceful since we have been visiting the hospital. He was trying so hard to stay strong, to hide his feelings, but he couldn't always keep them in check. His expressions sometimes sell him off.Dame clung onto Declan's cloth
Declan's POVVanessa paced the room anxiously, waiting for Tristan to return with Dame as I watched from the minibar. We haven't said a word to each other since our last encounter in the morning and I do not want to say another word knowing she would end up misunderstanding it.Right on cue, Tristan came in with Dame sleeping peacefully in his arms. Vanessa's worried expression was soon replaced with excitement as she rushed over to his side."Thank you so much for today," Vanessa gave Tristan a warm smile which made my stomach twitch. The way Dame and Vanessa act so comfortable around Tristan was enough to rile me up, and once again, Tristan does that thing he always does.He acts like the perfect gentleman that Vanessa could always lean on. Too fake if you ask me. They seemed to be carried away with their little conversation to notice my presence.I made my way to them, and Tristan handed a basket of fruit to Vanessa simultaneously."What is that?" I pointed at the little puppy roam