I hate them

XLVII

Chapter 47

Author's POV…

"Hey, I wasn't expecting you to come this morning." Oliver smiled as soon as Cynthia entered his home.

Cynthia went straight to his room without saying a word to him and fell heavily on his bed.

She has come to deliver the bad news to him and also console him.

Oliver sensed something must have gone wrong and followed her in immediately.

"Cynthia, did something happen? You don't look okay at all,"

He sat beside her on the bed and raised her face up, she actually bowed her head.

He was surprised to see traces of tears on her cheeks.

"What happened? Why are you crying?" He asked worriedly and she began crying loudly.

"Did the plan not work? Don't tell me that bastard hurt you or beat you up?" He asked but Cynthia continued crying.

Oliver pulled her closer to himself and patted her head slowly.

"Just calm down and tell me why you're crying, it breaks me to see you in tears. If that bastard truly laid his hands on you, I will kill him." Oliver spat out angrily and Cynthia sniffed.

"I lost the baby," She dropped the bombshell and he disengaged from her immediately.

"What!" He exclaimed shockingly and she continued crying loudly.

"What happened? How did you lose my baby? What happened? Did he find out about the pregnancy and then killed my baby? Tell me what happened!" Oliver asked in anger as he shook her violently.

He felt so pained and heartbroken like never before, the news was just so shocking!

This is first baby and he lost it just like that!

"Tell me and stop keeping me quiet!" He yelled angrily at her but she only cried the more.

Oliver realized that she would also be feeling the same way as he feels since it's their baby, yelling at her will make her feel more grief-stricken.

"Maverick killed our baby," Cynthia revealed in years and he sprang you immediately.

"Maverick? How come? Did he find out? What did he do to me? Make me understand and stop keeping me on my toes, tell me what that bastard did to you" he growled angrily.

"I tried to seduce him but we got into a fight instead and he threw me on his dressing table, I landed on the floor with a great thud. I lost the baby because of the fall," Cynthia explained in tears, Oliver gritted his teeth and folded his palms angrily.

"Maverick!! Argh!" He screamed pushing the table beside him angrily.

"Maverick!" He screamed his name imagining Maverick getting strangled by him.

"That bastard! How could he? Is he this animalistic?" Oliver yelled and Cynthia continued crying.

Oliver took a deep breath and sat back on the bed, he pulled Cynthia to himself and rubbed her back soothingly.

"You shouldn't cry anymore, we can always make more babies. Crying makes you look so ugly and disorganized, you know I hate seeing you this way. Stop the tears, okay?" He consoled and Cynthia sniffed.

"He has never for once shown care or love to me, he doesn't treat me well and doesn't care about me. I am just there as his wife for fancy,he doesn't treat me like his wife. Now he killed my first baby!"

"Don't worry, I am going to deal with him myself," Oliver promised amidst gritted teeth and Cynthia disengaged from him.

"How are you going to do that when you're just a rogue? Why did you end up as a rogue? I wish you weren't one," Cynthia cried and Oliver sighed.

He drew closer to her and began wiping her tears slowly.

"Have you ever asked or wondered why I ended up as a rogue?" Oliver asked and Cynthia shook her head negatively.

She actually found him when she was roaming around in the woods, her wolf then sensed that he was their mate.

She liked him instantly and since then she has been secretly visiting him in the woods.

Oliver took a deep breath and smirked,

"I am Maverick's uncle," he confessed and Cynthia looked at him with widened eyes.

"Uncle? What the heck are you talking about?" Cynthia asked confusingly.

"The father of Maverick is my elder brother," he revealed and Cynthia gasped.

How is that even possible?

"Are you serious or are you pulling a prank to put me in a lighter mood? If that is, just stop, it's too expensive." Cynthia said not believing him.

"I am serious Cynthia,"

Cynthia studied him closely , he doesn't look like one who was joking or pranking her.

"Them how did you end up becoming a rogue,"

"I was seventeen years when Maverick was born," he started and Cynthia calculated his age silently.

If he was truly seventeen when Maverick was born, that means his current age is forty years since Maverick is currently twenty three years.

But he doesn't look like one who is up to forty years, he looks so handsome and body built.

He looks like one in his late twenties, doesn't he age?

"Maverick's mother fell for me at that time and tried to seduce me a number of times even though she was three years older than me. I turned her down a number of times and she got so angry, she set a trap for me and I fell stupidly for it. I was accused for trying to r**e her and was then kicked out of the pack," Oliver narrated as every memory of the incident refreshed in his head.

Cynthia felt so sorry and held his hands, she imagined how he must have felt so frustrated and pained.

"But why didn't you try to defend yourself? Why didn't you tell your brother the truth about his wife trying to seduce you a number of times?" Cynthia asked and Oliver chuckled.

"I didn't say a word to my brother during those times his wife was throwing herself at me. My brother truly loved her and I wouldn't want to ruin their marriage. Since all evidence was pointed at me, my brother couldn't do anything so I was kicked out."

"I am sorry about that, I can't believe Maverick's mother is this evil." Cynthia muttered and Oliver sighed..

Cynthia has always known Maverick's mother to be a quiet and reserved woman, she was so kind and loving.

She never knew she had done such an evil act before, one would hardly believe she did that to Oliver.

"But how come Maverick doesn't say anything about you even during the times we were still young and close? He would always tell me about his family but never told me about you,"

"That's because Maverick was a few weeks old when the incident happened. Well, that's all in the past, everyone thinks I am dead and must have forgotten about me. But for what Maverick did, I won't let it go, I would make sure he regrets his actions."

"But how will you make that happen? You're just a rogue and Maverick is no match for you. He is now a strong Alpha and can't be brought down easily." Cynthia said and Oliver smirked.

"With your help, I would achieve not only getting my revenge for killing my baby but also achieve my dream." Oliver said and Cynthia furrowed her brows.

"What dreams?" She asked immediately and he hesitated before giving her a reply.

"Becoming the Alpha of Sharp Edges pack,"

Cynthia was shocked, how could he think of that?

"Are you out of your mind?!"

TBC