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| Chapter 43 Angela He's supposed to be dead. The one man, the only Alpha who calledjust like that was dead.
That man was Luke Darkwood. Darius Darkwood's father. The former Alpha of the pack. The sman who was supposedly dead along with my father and others.
I attended his burial. Didn't I? I saw his picture lying there along with others.
"Wh-who are you?" I stuttered, finding it hard to believe that it could possibly be him. Even though it's been five years since I've heard his voice, I could never forget it.
The svoice that addressed us every year at the start of school, held meetings in the town hall while my father sneakedin. The svoice that had dinner with my family on snights, I could never forget the first voice to tellI would regret mating with her son.
The sperson who cinto the house five minutes after Darius left and toldto leave the pack as I should have and never return because I was a disgrace and embarrassment to my parents.
"Are you doubting who I am?" "Maybe, I replied. I wasn't listening to ghosts, right? He was really here.
"You know who I am, Angela daughter of Johnson, you shouldn't doubt it," "What if I do? You're supposed to be dead." He laughed, the sound of his voice echoing through the room. "Am I now? Was my funeral a befitting one? Did my son at least throwa nice funeral like he promised?" I wanted to tell him the funeral was okay but at the stime, I had a lot of questions. "What are you doing here? Did Darius put you here? Does that mean my father is alive too?" He hissed this time.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Too many questions, young girl. I'm just an old, weak wolf. Take it easy onand yes, Darius threwhere." "Why?" I asked.
"Why else? Because he wants to take over my pack,"" He spat with hatred.
For a second, I believed him. The next second, I doubted it. The third, I believed him, the fourth, I doubted him but by the fifth, I threw my worries into the air and decided to ask him about something else more important Darius was brutal, like I've been told but now, I'm beginning to see it. He threw his own father into prison and lied about lus death just so he could take over his pack. How barbaric can Darius get? "That's. I stopped since the words bectoo heavy to speak.
"Unbelievable Believe it, chuld. You and I both know Darius was evil since he was a child. Only you saw the light in him and at the end of the day, you realized it was just darkness disguised is light," I took in a deep breath and collapsed to the floor. I tried facing the direction where I believed the voice could be coming from. The pain in my back and stomach was still bad 1/3 ||| 13:03 Tue, May 28 M.
Chapter 43 "That young lady who just left is Daisy, daughter of my Beta, right? I mumbled out a yes.
Ab she is still obsessed with him. They are perfect for each other, I knew At his words, a strange and deniable feeling overclouded my senses.
"Perfect?" I could almost spat.
"They're both darkness. They embrace each other and they'll destroy each other. Funny how I think her darkness would destroy Darius first," he ended it with a weak laugh..
"I can't seem to believe that even though it might be true," Can anyone be any more heartless than Darius? Maybe the devil could be anyway..
"Why did he bring you here?" I shrugged her as if he could hear me. I'm not sure why I'm here. He said I did something that I know nothing about.
He snorted at my r response.
"I didn't mean this godforsaken place. I mean this pack. I told you years ago not to ever cback. Why did you?" I ran my hand through my hair. Why did I cback here again? Ooh! It was because of Reina. I clamped my lips together. There was no way I was about to tell this man about his grandchild. How would he feel if he heard that? Wouldn't he feel more terrible about life? Would it give him hope? I doubt that. I didn't let that sit in my mind for too long befored pushed it to the back of my head. "Because of my mother. Since my father died, it hadn't been easy on her," I half lied.
"Ooh," he replied.
At the mention of my father, I realized I should ask him the question that was at the tip of my tongue. "What about my father? Is he still alive?" I asked. My heart began beating rapidly with every second that it took forto get an answer. What if Darius imprison my father somewhere as well? Why would he spare my father if he could get his own father jailed? Those questions ran through my head.
"Your father..." Before he could get those words out, hurried footsteps rushed in after the door was thrown open. One by one, I saw the pack's warriors coming towards my cell room. The door was opened and they heldby the hands, walkingout of the place.
I looked back, hoping the wind would carry toan answer answer to myom question but was lying to myself, nothing of such happened.
"You were not supposed to be brought here. We're taking you to the place you were supposed to be," Azalea explained as I was being taken away "What?" I asked.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"The warriors misinterpreted the Alpha's instruction. They took you to this Prison instead of Moonlit cell," 2/3 ||| 13:03 Tue, May 28 MM.
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Oh my goodness! I wasn't supposed to be there. I wasn't supposed ton know Darius' father was still alive. Another secret that I might get killed for if found out "Did you hear anything?" Azalea asked.
"What?" His words tookby surprise.
"Did you hear anything while you were there?" I walked into the new jailroom and Azalea stood outside the door.
"I heard nothing.
"Are you sure?" He asked again.
I frowned, as if feigning ignorance.
"Nothing. Nada!" I lied through gritted teeth while I forced my feet to remain plastered against the f*cking cold tiles.
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