Shattered moonlight

chapter three

Slone’s POV

“Congratulations, Alpha, your mate has given birth to twins……”

“Where is she?” I asked, ignoring her attempt to congratulate me. I wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries and congratulations; there was nothing to celebrate. My father was dead, and my mate had killed him.

All my life, I had longed for my mate. From the time I knew what it meant, watching my parents’ relationship, I longed to have something similar with that special person the moon goddess had chosen for me. When I found Blair that night under the stars during the Pack run with the full moon, I had felt complete for the first time in years. I had been so happy, my chest puffed with pride. I had taken her to meet my parents, and just like I thought, my father, Alpha James, had taken to her almost instantly, and my mother had doted on her.

When my pack had suddenly been attacked by rogues some months later, Blair had immediately taken charge of treating my father and mother, who had been injured in the attack. Unfortunately, my mother didn’t make it, but my father pulled through. I had assumed the position of Alpha temporarily while he got better, and I trusted Blair to look after him.

Stella had warned me about completely trusting Blair with everything, advising me to get a qualified doctor to watch over him instead, but I had gotten angry with her, thinking she had been trying to pit me against my mate. But now, after witnessing my father dying, I hated myself for not listening to her.

“Where is she?” I repeated, my voice as hard as steel, and she shivered before responding.

“Let me take you there.” She jumped to her feet and led the way to the ward, all the while avoiding making eye contact.

When we got to the door of Blair’s room, I inhaled first before stepping in, blocking my emotions so they wouldn’t cloud my judgment. I walked in when the doctor opened the door and found Blair sleeping.

For a moment, a tenderness washed over me as I saw the strain on her face, and I reached out to touch her hair, stopping myself at the last minute. “Get out,” I told the doctor, and she bowed before running out of the room.

I glared back at Blair and raised my hand, slapping her across the face. She grunted as she sat up, holding her cheek that was already red because of the slap, but I didn’t care.

“Slone, I promise you I didn’t kill Alpha James. You have to believe me,” she pleaded, but I wasn’t listening. My eyes fell on the little bed by her bed, and my heart stopped as I stared at the baby on the bed. He was her spitting image.

With shaky hands, I reached for him and held him in my arms, all sorts of emotions attacking me all at once. Of all of them, I could detect protectiveness. “Where is his brother or sister?” I asked her, not taking my eyes off the child in my arms.

She sighed heavily, which forced me to look at her. “He died, Slone,” she explained, and I felt a hand squeeze my heart. “He had trouble breathing in the night, and before we could…….”

I grabbed her neck with one hand, balancing the child in the other, anger and bitterness washing over me. “You killed him. You’re a murderer.”

She shook her head as she struggled to set herself free, but I only tightened my hold on her neck. “Sl……..one…..ple………”

I stepped back and released her neck, breathing heavily. “You are going to pay for everything you have done, Blair, I promise you that.”

I didn’t wait for her to say anything else as I walked out of the hospital ward with the little boy in my arms. He looked so tiny, so innocent, I couldn’t help but smile despite the anger and coldness in my heart.

“I will protect you,” I told him as I walked out of the hospital with him in my arms.

***

“I am so sorry,” Stella whispered, patting me on the shoulder as she came into my bedroom, the same one I shared with Blair. “Is that him?” she asked, staring at the baby lying on the bed. He had been crying for a while, and I had no idea what to do to make him stop.

Stella stared at him and sighed, walking towards him. She picked him up in her arms and placed a finger in his mouth, which immediately calmed him down. “He’s hungry,”

I ignored her and got up, walking out of the room, my emotions all over the place. I never thought a day would come when I would have to do something like this, but it had to be done. Blair had proven she couldn’t take care of my father, and then my child died somehow, even though the doctor insisted there were no complications. Hatred boiled inside me, and I screamed, my chest burning. My voice echoed round the house, and I almost felt as if the house shook a little, but I didn’t care.

“Slone, you need to pull yourself together, or you’ll seem unfit to rule the pack.” Stella’s voice reached me, and I turned to look at her, my face expressionless.

“I will ruin her; I will destroy her,” I vowed, balling my hands into fists. “I will demote her to the status of a slave, and she’ll suffer and pay for everything she has done.”

She nodded. “Okay.” She walked up to me, and I let her put her arms around me. With her arms around me, I felt tears welling up in my eyes, but I held them back, waiting to keep a strong face.

“It’s okay to let it out, Slone, because from here on out, no one will ever take advantage of you or your son again.”

I nodded, and a couple of tears rolled down my cheeks. “I will make her suffer, I promise,” I whispered as I sobbed.