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Chapter 8
He looked very haggard. I barely even recognized him with the messy hair, the shadow beneath his eyes, the empty look on his face, and the filthy clothes as if he rolled on a hill of mud.
Alpha Killian strode inside the room, hoisting his head slowly.
“Sellyn.”
I dragged my gaze back to my breakfast as soon as I heard my name on his lips. My father was just quiet beside me as he took a sip of his morning coffee.
“Sellyn,” he muttered louder this time.
I still did not budge.
He cleared his throat. “Sellyn, please.”
Killian’s raspy voice now made me look up at him. I didn’t meet his eyes. No, I assessed his hair and face and then his trembling hands.
“What do you want.” It‘ not a question, it’s a demand.
“I can’t live without you, Sellyn.”
I scoffed, “Then don‘ t live.”
On the left side of me, some of my father‘ s Betas choked on their breakfast. My father merely gazes at Killian then to me then back to
him.
“Please don’t ruin our morning, boy,” he said to the Alpha of the Silver River Pack. “My daughter had been through enough shit. She doesn’t need to face another one in this breakfast.”
A hint of a smile played on my lips. My father is always the master of
sarcasm.
He didn’t so much as face my father when he spoke to me again.
“Sellyn…I broke up with Nichole,” he said softly as his posture leaned against the wall. His face looked as if he was trying so hard to look humble but failed to do so.
His look brings back memories, painful memories. Just like when I used to beg him to come stay at our late dinner wedding anniversary.
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Just like when I begged him to watch over Deanna when she had a fever as I too had a cold.
I once told you to never
I narrowed my eyes at him indifferently, show your face here when Nichole broke up with you–or when you broke up with Nichole, it doesn’t matter. Leave, Killian. Leave now when you can still walk away.”
For decades and decades, I begged him to stay. But he treated me as if I’m not his mate, as if I’m not the other half of his soul. As if I’m just nothing but a disposable, replaceable wife. Now…he’s doing all the things I’ve done for years: begging, looking humble before my eyes, pleading for forgiveness, speaking softly to appease the other.
“Sellyn, please. Please—”
I opened my mouth to dismiss him again.
But the chair beside me groaned, and then it screeched the floor as if the one sitting on it stood. up with anger.
It was too fast for me to notice, too fast for me to scream to stop.
My father was no longer beside me.
A punch hit Killian’s face in a blink. He stumbled backward. But my father didn’t let him gather himself when the Alpha King’s fist hit his stomach, then the other side of his face, then his shoulder.
My father was beating and hitting Alpha Killian. The Alpha King‘ s guards in the room could do nothing but watch. The Betas just stared and pursed their lips.
“This is for Deanna,” my father mumbled. Another punch. “This one is for leaving my daughter alone with those Rogues!”
My father was listing all the mistakes and shortcomings my mate made with every punch he threw at Killian.
If only I hadn’t just recovered from grieving, I would‘ ve pitied Killian and ran straight to my father and kneeled before him to beg him to stop.
But I did no such thing.
Chapter 8
Looking back, Alpha Killian has always taken me for granted. Me and Deanna. I knew why he’s always nice to me when someone else ist looking–so that he can craft that picture of a perfect couple, perfect family and perfect Alpha and Luna, for everyone to see. I know what he’d been doing all those years behind me and Deanna‘ s back: he still chases after Nichole, his first love, his first break–up.
Perhaps I should be blamed too: my unconditional love for him allowed him to cheat without feeling guilty and indulge in the pleasure. in another woman‘ s arms without consequences to face.
All those years that I was with him, he seemed to forget he was a mate and father.
Maybe I should have left with Deanna long ago and just let Alpha Killian drown in his love affair. I should have just stayed with the Alpha King; I know he‘ 11 help me with Deanna.
If only I hadn’t stayed for the blind hope that one day Killian and I would be reunited with love and affection binding us, Deanna should have been still alive now.
If I had only seen what horror being with Alpha Killian has been–that he’s willing to abandon his duty as a father and his responsibility as a mate, perhaps Deanna would still be alive and I would‘ ve kept moré of my tears from crying. I blamed Alpha Killian, but I myself am also
to blame.
I shook my head, keeping my tears at bay. I will not shed a tear on this breakfast.
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