Chapter 6: Sharing a cottage
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MorningStars’ Condo
The condo was tense. Jadeline kept pacing the sitting room, her heels clicking against the tiles. Bianca sat quietly with her arms folded, while Cathrine just watched everything without saying a word.
The front door opened. Adeline walked in, still in her party clothes, her hair scattered like she didn’t care. She tried to go straight to her room, but Jadeline’s voice stopped her.
“Where are you coming from?”
Adeline sighed. “From the party.”
“The same party where you disgraced me?” Jadeline snapped. “I had to leave that place with shame because of you!”
Adeline turned to face her. “And how was I supposed to know? Am I a witch?” She raised her voice. “You are the godmother. If you didn’t even know that Kian was an alpha, how do you expect me to know?”
The words stung. Jadeline’s hand landed hard across Adeline’s cheek. The slap echoed through the room.
Adeline held her face, breathing fast. “So this is it? After all your meetings and positions, this is what I get?” Her voice cracked but she refused to let tears fall. “I’m sorry I’m not your perfect daughter like Bianca.”
She turned and stormed out before anyone could stop her. Moments later, the sound of her car starting filled the compound. Then she was gone.
The sitting room fell silent. Bianca’s jaw tightened, Cathrine lowered her eyes, and Jadeline just stood there, breathing heavily.
A Small Cottage
Adeline’s car screeched to a stop in front of the old cottage. She turned the key again and again, but the engine refused to start. Frustrated, she slammed her hands on the wheel and leaned back, her chest heaving.
Tears slipped down her face as she thought of everything — her godmother’s slap, Bianca’s silence, the humiliation in front of everyone. As if to mock her, the sky opened up, and rain began to pour.
A sharp knock hit her window. She jumped. When she rolled it down, Kian’s face was right there, his eyes locked into hers.
“What are you doing here?” they both asked at the same time.
Kian shook his head. “It’s late, Adeline. You shouldn’t be out here.”
She shot back immediately. “Why do you care? What’s your business?” Her voice cracked with anger.
“Fine,” Kian muttered. “I’ll leave. But when you get cold, you can come inside.” He walked off toward the cottage.
“Damn you,” Adeline whispered under her breath, hugging herself tighter.
The rain got heavier, thundering on the roof of her car. Five minutes later, shivering and drenched, she finally gave in. She ran toward the cottage.
Kian didn’t even look up when she entered. “Look who finally came,” he muttered.
Adeline sat down on the edge of a chair, still trembling. Without saying much, Kian pulled off his hoodie and held it out.
“I don’t want it,” she snapped.
“Fine,” he said simply, placing it beside her. “It’s there if you need it.” Then he stood, slipped out into the rain, and disappeared into the night with his bike.
Adeline stared at the hoodie for a moment, her jaw tight. Then, with a hiss of annoyance, she grabbed it and pulled it on.
By the time she got back into her car, the engine started on the first try. She exhaled, wiped her tears, and drove straight to Mandy’s place.
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Along the highway.
Kian had just gone a few distances away from the cottage when his phone started ringing. He checked the caller ID — it was Godfather Vikenzo. He had called earlier while Kian was still at the cottage with Adeline, which was why Kian left so quickly.
He swiped green.
“What are you still doing? It’s over fifteen minutes since I called you. Why aren’t you here yet?” Vikenzo shouted from the other end.
“Sorry, Father. I’m on my way,” Kian replied.
The call ended.
ALPHA'S VILLA
The sitting room was in total chaos. Vikenzo was pacing back and forth, ranting. Oscar and Kenzo sat quietly, watching.
“Here he is now,” Vikenzo said sarcastically as Kian walked in. “You’ve finally gotten what you wanted. Everyone knows I have a weak son!” he shouted.
Kian kept mute.
“Your mother should have aborted the pregnancy when she had it. Now I’m stuck with a weakling like you. You are a disgrace to the Alpha clan! You i***t!” Vikenzo roared, his voice echoing through the villa. “I should have killed you when you were a baby — you son of a lying w***e!”
Kian’s chest tightened. He clenched his fists but stayed still, breathing heavily. Finally, he snapped.
“I never asked for this life!” Kian shouted back, his voice shaking with anger. Oscar and Kenzo gasped.
“Yeah, I never asked to be your son. It’s not my fault you didn’t train me. I’m weak? Fine. I know I’m weak! But stop blaming me. Stop!” His voice cracked, his eyes glistening.
Kenzo sat frozen, speechless, as Kian’s tears slipped out.
“Well, now I refuse to be weak,” Kian said, his tone firming up. “I don’t want to be your son. I always thought one day you would look at me and see me as your son. But you never will. You hate me. And from now on, I’ll return that energy.”
He turned sharply, stormed outside, and climbed onto his bike. The engine roared as he sped off into the night.
Inside the villa, silence dropped like a weight.
“What was that?” Oscar muttered.
“I guess… the boy finally got sense. Good for him,” Jaime smirked, clapping once with pride.
“The two of you—get out!” Vikenzo barked.
Oscar obeyed immediately, while Jaime lingered, grinning proudly at the thought of Kian’s outburst.
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