Chapter 4
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Philia's pov
It was as though the ground beneath my feet had been uprooted and the fiber of the reality I had known for the past 5 years ripping into shreds.
"But that's not what he told me..."I saiid, "... He says that our daughter is still alive living with her distant uncle,"
I hated the look of pity the alpha before me gave me because it so easily pulled at the seams of the lie that I was trying to weave into leaving me naked to the bitter truth. "Do you... Do you even have evidence of all these things you're seeing?"
"I do, I have the files I can have them sent to you discreetly."
The more spoke the more it felt like somebody was cheering my chest apart, tears burns at the corner of my eyes.
As pathetic as it might sound, I had hoped that I was the delusional one that somewhere out there my daughter was breathing alive and taken care of, that if I truly dedicated myself to the pack one day you would take pity on me and finally tell me where my daughter was.
I buried my face in my palm, soft whimpering building up into tears that shook my whole being. Before I knew it, this man—who was more of a stranger than not—held me in my most vulnerable moment as I unraveled.
Then, in the wake of that dredging sadness, rage began to build. I shot up to my feet, wanting to march back into the party, but his arms—stronger than I expected—held me in place.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked, not with a scolding tone, but rather concern, his thick brows furrowing.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" I said. "I'm going to go in there, and I'm going to make every single one of them regret what they've done to my daughter! I will—"
"You will," he interrupted me, "be thrown into the dungeon. What you will be doing is handing him a perfect excuse to get rid of you. After everything you've done for the past five years, that is what you will be doing."
Maybe because he wouldn't let me pour my anger onto those who really deserved it, I found my rage swirling over to him. I turned, my chest meeting his.
"And you? What part do you play in all of this? Is it guilt? Because it's been five long years, and you just decided to remember?"
A flash of shame passed through his eyes. "I wasn't sure about what happened that night, but recently it came back to mind and I couldn't shake it off anymore. I knew there was some foul play there."
I curled my lips
"and you expect me to believe that? "
Suddenly I was pressed closer to him and my anger was distracted briefly by the firmness of his chest. He didn't seem to notice or care about my reaction and continue to speak
"I don't expect you to believe since especially since you haven't seen the evidence yet, but I'm asking you to be smart about this you can go in there right now pour out all your anger but they're going to do the same thing to you that they have been doing for the past 5 years frame you as the unstable one the one who can't be trusted you'll be locked away forever and your daughter will never get Justice."
his words settled in my heart like rocks at the bottom of a lake it was true even if I did not trust him one shred because of obviously I just met him in the end was the only one that has told me the truth or these years that I have spent blaming myself wondering what I could have done differently so save Ellie and he knew he had a hand in it and he knew yet he let me blame myself he allowed others to blame me too ....
Now it's all made sense why he did not want me to bury her I would have seen it all her organs missing and there was no way he was talking around that, the longer I spent in this hands the more away I became of the contact between our bodies my legs will not brushing against his between his thighs, my chest meeting his torso and I realized this wasn't appropriate.
"Could you release me?"I said squirming around in his hold
No you responded shaking his head you're still planning to go in there and cause chaos aren't you?
I'm not but sir... I stumbled over my words
I felt strange, I was angry and upset and yet my body still had the foolish urge to react to his. I must be out of my mind and it might just be my imagination but when I looked up into his eyes they seem to darken briefly I'm sure I just imagine that
Fine I'm not going in there I said relaxing my body pretending like the weight of the world had not just dropped on it but if you don't want me to across them now then what do I say silent and twirl my thumbs forever they must pay
They will he reassured me with full confidence he guided me back to the bench for about the 3rd or 4th tune tonight I don't know who is really counting?
"There is a way you can get your revenge it won't be immediate but I assure you you will be satisfied." there was a dangerous glint in his eyes when he spoke and I began to wonder what kind of man I was about to make a deal with, whatever grudges he had against this pack or Rowan I had no idea how far they went
But what I did know was the cold in my little ones fingers does she clutched to mine and waited for him in the hospital all for him to never arrive because he was too busy with his mistress and their child and suddenly no regrets could be beyond that
"Promise me one thing" I said to him that I will get revenge for my daughter no matter what else happens.
"I promise-"
I stopped him there placing my finger on his lips that's not enough then what else do you need he said curiosity sweeping across his features, I grit my teeth with determination, held on to the collar of his dress shirt pulling him down enough as I lifted myself up and my canines sharpened making contact with his throat.
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