Chapter 62 A greeting card from his baby?
62\. A greeting card from his baby?
Alpha Damien's POV
My heart ached whenever I lifted my gaze to look into her eyes. She was shaking in pain. But her vulnerable expression expressed her disappointment. For her I was an animal all of a sudden. A filthy cruel lone wolf with cold terror who made her legs shake.
"Don't blame her for anything. She has nothing to do with this all. Madam Martha didn't know any of these."
Her words kept ringing in my ears. So she silently accepted it. Accepted that she played with my heart.
I saw her stepping out in the rainy night with faltering heartbeats. My chest compressed with anguish. My wolf wriggled inside me, wanting to come out and pounce on her so he could pierce his dirty yellow canines in her neck.
Hunter hated me when I fell in love with her years ago while we had our mate. Years later, he was the one who grew more fond of her innocence than I did. He liked her even though she was a human. Her heart was no less than a hybrid wolf's rare heart. He loved her. He cherished her and we couldn't wait to mark her as our mate and Luna.
The photos afflicted him more than they afflicted me. Her words she said before going out tore through his sanity. Hunter's only fancy right now was to come out and pin Aura to the floor and growl at her angrily so she said why she cheated on us.
Was it because of money? Hunger of more sexual partners? More pleasure?
Why did she have to do this to us?
"You are filthy, Damien Hunter!" I blinked my teary eyes. Looking here and there to make the moisture disappear just like she disappeared from my eyes past the car I had gifted her, I turned around, turning dead ears to Miss Martha's exclamation.
She was fuming crazily, ready to jump on me and scratch my face.
But then I avoided her and headed ahead towards my room. I ignored the quiet stares of other servants who witnessed the event from a distance.
"You will regret a lot after this night, Alpha Damien. You will cry more than you cried for your real mate. Aura's departure will destroy everything about you and leave you with nothing except for tears and apologies. You will hate yourself, Damien. And I will hate you more than I hated my boyfriend here forth." She screamed on my back.
I shoved it away with a sniff and barged inside my room. It's not that I don't hate myself any less. I hate myself for falling for her fake mask of serenity. She played with my heart. I could do worse than kicking her out of my mansion but I let her go easily.
A burden pressed my chest. My broken heart throbbed aggressively. Hunter's loud cries sent tremors down my back and to control it, I sat down at the edge of the bed.
'You should have never loved her, Damien Hunter. It is because of you why we are in this state. You let her play with your heart.' Hunter accused.
I dipped my face in the hollow of my cold hands. Heaving deeply between trickling tears I tried to forget what just happened.
'Since when did you become so foolish, Damien, that you could not see through her lies?' My eyes ventured to the balcony in my room, at the roaring clouds outside, as I recalled her.
She must be wandering here and there in need of a shelter. I should not have asked her to leave instantly.
'You still want to think about her?' My wolf sneered.
He reminded me of the offer I gave her. Even after all that, all the lies and cheating, I was ready to send my Beta with her so she reached her hotel safely. I even messaged the watchman and commanded him to prepare her car for her so she could use that once she turned my offer of sending Brian with her down. She refused my kindness with a haughty smile.
I was mad at her and didn't push her further. So she wanted to show she can survive without my help, let her show it.
That's true I love her like my life and I was super mad at her. But I was waiting for her to confess those to be her mistakes and come apologize to me. I was ready to accept her even after seeing her naked with Peter. I didn't believe those photos in the beginning but later I recalled he once told me Aura went with him on a date in the beginning of her employment in my Manor as a housekeeper. She had liked his company and was probably fluttered by his kind and impressive moves.
'She had always been like that but you were so blind that you failed to see it. Even she had a special relationship with Rosario and you excused it easily in the name of trust.'
I had forgotten about Rosario. The mention of his name flared my temper. I rose like a mad man, throwing blanket and pillows here and there.
I was angry at myself. Why did I fall in love with her? She bloody made a fool out of my love. She schemed me badly. My heart won't stop chanting her name yet. I can't stop thinking about her and worry for her.
'It hurts a lot, Damien.' Hunter wept. 'I never realized I could be smitten by anyone after our mate's death. Then Aurora came. She incensed me in the start but later on I was flattered by her nature. I saw her from your eyes— but look what I got. I never felt so rotten before.'
Hunter's confession turned me breathless with rage. I plucked the side lamp off from the socket and rammed it on the floor. My erupting claws dug through the mattress chafing it mercilessly. Feathers and cotton gushed out. They flew around me. Soon I was standing in a mess of white feathers as they also floated around and above my head under the strong gust of winds drawing in through the window.
"I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." I snarled on top of my voice, not caring about the others who would listen to me.
My shattered heart wanted her soothing touch. My itching fingers wanted the lick of her skin. My enraged breaths needed the sweetness of her tranquilizing scent. I just wanted to look at her face. My wolf and I wanted my name to be called by her melodiously relaxing voice. And my tight and painfully hard shaft wanted to dig deep in her, penetrate her mercilessly until she cried.
I was looking forward to a passionate night filled with her moans and ecstatic cries. The dress I gifted her was supposed to be removed by me. I fancied touching her soft naked waist alas, she ruined everything. She demolished all my hopes and needs and walked out of my life without any hesitation.
She didn't even think about explaining anything to me. She didn't protest when I fired her. Nothing about my mad behaviour or my burning eyes mattered to her. She just left for her namesake dignity she sold out to various men outside the mansion many times already.
"I will destroy you, Aurora Collins. You won't be able to live peacefully. Your leave from this mansion is just the beginning of your miserable life. I will destroy you. I will not let you stay at peace unless my heart is satisfied. You will beg me for mercy. I promise to myself that I will have you at my feet, asking for my forgiveness and the protection of my arms." I seethed with anger and humiliation.
The mattress was reduced into torn, destroyed waste. I visioned her face when I stopped to take a breath. She was smiling at me with her twinkling eyes, fuelling my rage even wilder, causing me to yank out the mattress from the frame of the bed and hurl it across the room. I was about to crack the wooden frame of the bed into waste when something so much as a greeting card levitated above my head before it landed on my feet.
I brushed my tears with the back of my right hand. I bent down to pick it up and see what it was.
It was a colourful small card with a big red heart drawn in the middle. Under the heart was the initials of my name, DH. I don't know what got into me after touching this card but my heart beats suddenly dropped. My rage turned into a soft thrilling emotion I can merely describe as hesitation.
When I opened it, sudden dread and cold took over me and I yelped, and forgot how to breathe! There were two messages addressed to me.
'Can't wait to meet you soon, Papa:)'
It was the first message written on the left side of the small card.
My eyes watered as I read it aloud to myself. When the salty liquid streamed down my eyes, I moved my gaze to the right side only to collapse with a heavy feeling in my stomach.
'Don't be angry with Momma for keeping me hidden under her belly for weeks. She is sorry— but know that she was scared to tell you. I hope you'll forgive my momma and accept us both with smiles and hugs. Love you so much, Papa.
\-Your baby girl/boy.'
What's more.... It was handwritten by Aura.
"What the hell is this?" I was clueless and somewhere conscious as to what it meant.
Tbc...