Chapter 4

Storm;

Five hours...

Five fucking hours passed and I was still obsessed in finding her, in finding more about her and it was driving me crazy.

This would be the first time in years, I felt this kind of strong attraction to a woman. A woman who I have no idea of, other than she works in a clubhouse which is enough for me to stay clear of her path but still....

Still, I wanted her.

'What if she's your mate? Then does that mean we can finally get laid?' Sage beamed happily.

'Trust me, she isn't. And I'm the only one getting laid here,' I hissed, shutting him up.

I was cursed, cursed by the annoying Moon Goddess who thinks she always knows what's right for everyone while it's obvious she doesn't.

It was just a mistake...a mistake I've been paying for my entire life. And she thought the best thing she could do was curse me from finding my mate. But I know one thing for sure...

That girl back there couldn't be my mate.

It was all just an attraction, nothing but an attraction.

"Anything?" I asked my secretary, Tate, closing the file in front of me.

"We were only able to find out things about her up to five years ago but her birth place and who she was before then..." Tate paused for a while before adding. "We couldn't find anything. It was like her records were wiped clean."

"You can leave,"

"Okay boss," Tate bowed, walking out of my study room. I could feel how tense he was, since this would be the first time he was unable to get me what I wanted and it was all because of a certain red hair.

She was a mystery...one I was eager to unravel but it seems that would be quite difficult.

Her gaze

Her amber blue eyes

The more I thought about it, the more I could feel the hatred burning through those eyes of hers. I could feel her anger and surprisingly...her pain.

I had easily gotten rid of those that had tried to go against me and I didn't have to be told before I knew that she was going to strike and attack. Maybe not now but I was certain it won't be for long either.

I should get rid of her before then but I couldn't help but be eager to trap her in her own little game.

She's filled with anger and I was sure as hell that anger would be her ticket to doom.

And for her...I was ready to be her doom.

A sly smile made its way to my lips as I picked up the half burnt cigarette from the astray. I hardly smoke but there are times I have no choice but to. And it seems I would be smoking for a while now since a certain red hair was driving me insane.

I placed the cigarette between my lips and then....

"Dad!" A loud voice screeched, snapping me back to reality.

I removed the cigarette from my lips, dropping it back on the astray, stood up and headed to where the voice was coming from. Even though I already knew who it was.

"Where the hell are you!" Bloom yelled.

My brows furrowed, not so eager to find out what was wrong with my fifteen year old daughter. Cause I was sure as hell, it was something that didn't require her to ruin my eardrum.

"And what is it, princess?" I asked, the second I stepped into the living room, taking my seat immediately.

I was in for a long talk after all.

"I can't believe you chose him over me, Dad!" She thundered, her sapphire eyes beaming with anger.

"And that would be?" I asked, my eye on her face that has a striking resemblance to that woman. The woman who made and at the same time ruined me.

Elana...how I wished I never met her.

I loved her...at least I thought I did. She was everything I wanted in a Luna. Beautiful, level headed and smart. But decided to use her smartness on the wrong man and she succeeded.

I was fifteen when she decided to give me the news that changed my entire life. She was pregnant with my child.

Back then, I found it hard to believe not until she gave birth to Bloom. Her sapphire eyes, her black hair and the shape of her nose and also...her touch. That was all I needed to know that she was my daughter.

I thought I could live happily together with Elana and Bloom. But it seems... happiness wasn't just for anyone.

"I asked for the Chevrolet Corvette and I can't believe you chose to give it to Dan instead of your daughter!" She yelled, stomping her feet to the ground.

"You are fifteen,"

"So?"

"S..."

"So, you are too little to drive that kind of car" Dan responded, his eyes beaming as if he just won a lottery and he actually did.

"I don't remember talking to you, Psycho," Bloom hissed, glaring at Dan. Sometimes, I can't help but wonder if she knows the latter is actually older than her and she should respect him. But who was I kidding? Dan was a pain in the ass and having him bicker with Bloom gives me much more joy than I could ever imagine.

Saves me from having to babysit two kids.

"That's no way to talk to me," Dan snapped back at her.

"Dad!" Bloom yelled, running to me and kneeling beside the couch. She held my hand, battling her eyes.

"You can't do this to your poor daughter." She pouted childishly. "How do you want me to sleep at night, knowing you chose this dimwit over your daughter?"

"Did you just call me a dimwit?!"

Bloom ignored Dan, looking into my eyes instead. "Please, Dad"

I let out a soft growl, knowing too well there was no way I could refuse her.

Just so she wouldn't feel lonely, I had given her everything she demanded. Made sure she lived no less than a princess because I wanted to fill the void her mother had left behind. So that she wouldn't have to feel the lack of her mother's affection. And even though I know too well, I was spoiling her. I just couldn't stop myself.

"Don't you dare give in to her demands, Storm or else. I will never forgive..."

"I would get you a new Chevrolet Corvette instead but it would be for your sixteenth birthday."

"Thank you so much, Dad!" She screeched happily, pulling out her tongue at Dan while Dan glared at me.

Bloom was going to be the death of me, just like a certain redhead I still couldn't stop thinking of.