Graham’s POV
Goddess these women are not giving me a moment's peace. All night long it has been either sobbing or screaming at me about this being my fault. Right, my fault. They were falling all over themselves to get into Blake's arms. That was where they wanted to be, and I made it happen for them. They were really grateful at the time because they had him. They also had cash in their pockets too, from both me and him. When they were his girlfriends their life was perfect, and I was their best friend. Now they have gone from me suggesting the best idea ever, to me having forced them into doing it. Not even close ladies, but I will say that Blake was right. I had a miserable night.
I was thankful when I heard the door open at the end of the hallway. Goddess willing it is the warriors coming to take them to Blood Tracker. I am sick and tired of hearing them cry about the consequences of their own choices. Sure enough, the women started crying again, so Blake must be coming this way. Their cries and wailing increased with each cell he passed as he headed down to mine. I was at the very end, and I know he planned that out as well. No one can hear me yell, plus he has more room on the walls to put Cassandra’s pictures up. I was not going to let him know what a horrible night I had when I scented my daughter Reagan.
I immediately got up from my cot and came to the cell bars to see her. I see her staring at the pictures of her mother, with tears in her eyes. I heard Blake turn to her and quietly apologize to her for not informing her of the picture being down here. Now that was different, Blake is not nice to Reagan. I am glad he was being kind to her because my first thought was that he was going to put her into a cell down here too. I didn’t want her to be harmed, she is my pride and joy, and the only thing that I have left now. I see her emotions cross her face as she turned to look at me. I saw the sadness, and grief all over her face at seeing her mother in all her glory framed on the wall. It makes me sad to look at those pictures too. Blake knew that, and he had put them up to hurt me, but he will never hear me beg for them to be taken down. I am tougher than he gives me credit for, he will learn that he is the weak one of the two of us.
Blake got the chair for her and placed it just out of my reach so I couldn’t hold her hand, or touch her. Maybe that was best. I am not very good at comforting people. Her mom was the one who always did that. I waited for her to smile at me, or let me know that she was ready to talk, but she is trying to control her emotions. She is angry, good, I hope she talks some sense into Blake for me. Goddess willing she can talk him into letting me go to Blood Tracker. Once I can get out of here, I will go to the bank branch that knows me personally, and get my account and my funds back. Goddess only knows how much this asshole has spent of my money so far. I will take Reagan and the pups with me, and Clive if he wants to come. But first I have got to get the hell out of here.
“Reagan, baby, I am so glad to see you. Are you OK?” I asked her when she had calmed down. I can see that Aaron and Clive are with her, and they are very protective of her. I am glad that she is well taken care of by them. I can at least know that she will be alright, even if I cannot get out of here like I want to. I highly doubt that Blake would release me, especially after what I heard him tell me yesterday. I know that I can hang it up, but there is no way that I cannot at least try to get out of here. It would be in my best interest to use everything single opportunity or trick that I know to do it. I would be an idiot to stay, because I have nothing to look forward to, except torture.
“Other than the vampire issue, and my mother being killed, I am as good as I can be dad,” Reagan tells me. Yes, she gave me a lead-in. I need to work this in my favor. Blake should feel guilty for his mate killing mine. I know what he said, but maybe I can apply enough guilt to get out of here. I won’t even go pack. I will just get the hell out of here, so I can make other plans for after I can get free.
“I heard about the vampire problem at Blood Tracker. You cannot willingly go with them Reagan, they lie. You cannot trust a vampire. Whatever they tell you, even if you want to do it to save the kids, don’t do it. The children are safer being with you and Clive. I can understand your pain at losing your mom. Who know that Cheryl was so far over the edge like that? No one knew she would be willing to shoot your mother and two other innocent people. Cassandra was cut down in her prime. My heart is breaking as well over this, Reagan. But she would want you to go on, and not mourn her for too long. She will always be in our hearts” I told her. I am laying it on thick because I needed to. I need to force Blake's hand, and the only way that I can do that is by pushing as hard as I can to be released. I will need her to lay it on thick too, but I cannot mindlink her telling her to do that. Hopefully, she will figure out what I am doing, and try to work with me.
But once the she-wolves hear the word vampire they started crying again. Goddess, can they not shut the hell up? I am so sick of hearing them and their incessant bawling. I swear whining and crying are what these women do best. One after the other, “Please spare us”, “We will never do something like this again”, “Graham made us do it”, and “I am sorry, please don’t leave me to the vampires”. They are not going to shut up about it. They made their own bed, and they knew the risks because I warned them before I told them the plan. They were all of the same opinions that it would never be discovered, but I knew that it could be. I was just banking on the fact that my death would be quick. I honestly thought it would be, and wasn’t worried about it at the time. I am now.
I know that they are worried about it too now that the shit has hit the fan. I already know what they are going to have to go through will be a horror-filled experience. A living nightmare, and I am glad that I will not be part of it. But I am not stupid. I know that Blake is coming up with torment just for me. If this was something that he just came up with, then Blake is much more terrifying than any of us knew. He is planning on getting Garrett and Marc dealt with too. I gave Reagan a smile and tried to look both sad and pitiful while doing it. I need to garner as much pity from the group as I can. I sat down on my cot and tried to appear smaller. Less intimidating and knew that if I didn't convince them all with what I said, then I will be staying here for the rest of my life.
I am pulling out all the stops now, as for some reason Reagan doesn’t look happy to see me. I know that she had to have missed us, as we should have been visiting her this coming weekend. She only gets to see us once a month, and she always gives me a hug. She is not acting like she usually does. I do not know if it is the she-wolves crying and complaining about being made to be prey for the vampires. It could be the loss of her mother too, but I can tell that something is bothering her, as she is not acting correctly. I decided to just speak normally, and hope that she decides to come out of it on her own. I also hope that she gets what I need her to do, and support me with my request to get out of here.
“How are the grandchildren?” I asked her quietly. I did want to know the answer to that. I do love them, they just came behind Cassandra and Reagan.
“They are all fine, scared because of the threat that we are dealing with. One of the vampires is allegedly obsessed with me and comes to my window to talk to me. The children are staying in our room with us, and some of the warriors. I will not take a chance on the vampires coming after them. I already know that they would take one of them in an effort to try to lure me into exchanging myself for my child. I cannot do it. I will not let them harm any of my pups. I want to be there for them when they need me. They have been the very best thing that has ever happened to me. I know I only planned on having one pup to be the heir to Silver Blade. But each one is different and special to me. I cannot imagine my life without them. I would die for them, so I need to be leaving soon. I have a feeling that the visitors will be coming back tonight. I need to make sure we are ready for them” Reagan said, but she didn’t get up from her chair.
“Please be careful, Reagan. You and my grand pups are all I have left in the world” I told her. I am still trying to make their opinion of me as pitiful as I can. I am being honest in my statement to her, they are all I have left in this world. I worry about seeing her again. Blake is being very unforgiving right now. I doubt that he would let her return to Black Moon to see me. I may not want her to see me if Blake is going to be as aggressive toward me as I think he is going to be. I don't want her to see me hurt, and worry about me. She has enough on her plate right now.
“Dad, is there anything you want to say to me before I leave here? Anything that you would like to get off of your chest. I do not know if we will be able to see each other again” Reagan tells me and I looked at her and smiled, but shook my head as I didn’t have anything to say to her.
“I believe this may be a one-time trip, so I wanted to say that I love you, dad. But I am not proud of what you have done” Reagan tells me and she is mad, it is clear that her anger is directed at me, but I have no idea why she would be mad at me.
“Why are you mad at me? I haven't done anything to you. I can’t understand why you are angry at me at all?” I asked her. I am shocked. This sudden change in her doesn’t even make sense. I have bent over backward for her, and Cassandra. Given them their needs, and their wants in life. How could she not be proud of me? I saved them both and brought us here to live safely without worrying about being hunted down by the council and potentially killed. Everything she desired, I made happen, how could she say that to me?
“Dad, what have you done? What did you do to Cheryl and Blake? How could you intentionally go after a pup? You did it to Raven too, when she was a child. Allowed her to be bullied and picked on. Encouraged us all to do it. You started that. You poisoned me against her, and I was her sister. We had a blood bond but at every turn, you played me against her. Hinting that I needed to do something to her, so I would definitely be Luna. You had me trying to kill her. My own sister, dad. Instead of having a built-in best friend, you made me her worst enemy. I lost my sister long ago, and now I have lost my mom. But most of all, I am hurt because I lost mom because of what you did!” Reagan yelled out at me at the end, and she stepped right up to the bars so I could see her face. Her tears, her sadness, and her frustration are clear to see. She is hurt, but Cheryl was the one that killed her mom.
“That was not on me, Reagan. Cheryl killed your mother. I was not to blame for any of that” I corrected her, and I stayed back away from her, still sitting on my cot. This was not going the way it was supposed to.
“Cheryl did kill my mother, but only because YOU pushed her to it, dad. It was all you behind the scenes pulling the strings, just like you normally do dad. I KNOW what you did. A child dad, how could you? Why, there was no reason for it. Do not tell me it was for me, because I have told you every at every turn, that I didn’t need vengeance. It was over and done with, and I wanted to move on. To live a peaceful life with my children, but here you come, ruining people's lives, and for what? Some misplaced vendetta? I told you I was happy, that I was fine. I didn’t need you bringing up what happened all the time. I needed to move past it because it was traumatizing, and it was over and done. Aaron took care of it. He sentenced them to death and killed them himself. Aaron took care of it, there was no score to settle for me, it had already been settled long ago” Reagan tells me and her disappointment in me is clear.
“I never intended for anyone to die, especially not your mother. I still don’t understand why she would do that. Cheryl loved your mom, they spoke quite frequently. I had no idea that Cheryl would do something like that, it went against her character. She was supposed to break, and she wouldn’t. I had to keep pushing her. You were raped, Reagan, and punishment had to be issued for that” I told her and got up from my cot to approach the bars of my cell.
“Michael was punished for that dad. No one knew he would do such a terrible thing. He was punished by Aaron for it. Just because you didn’t realize it, doesn’t mean that he hadn’t been dealt with. His reward had been taken away. Aaron was fair, and Michael was pissed about the punishment that he got. But I was protected by the other three every time I went out from the packhouse. No one knew that Michael, Jennifer, and Tabitha had that kind of death wish. I will tell you right now, mom knew. Mom knew that she was going to die, dad. Mom was a descendant of the Moon Goddess. I happen to know for a fact, that mom knew what you had done, and exactly what was going to happen to her. She knew everything dad, everything that you had done, she even knew you drugged her. Your own mate, dad, you are disgusting. You knew that she was never going to forgive you for all the shame and embarrassment of the whole pack knowing that she just wasn’t good enough for you. Everyone knew of your girlfriend's dad, hell one of them was only a few years older than me. I had to deal with the shame of it too, being teased at school because of what you were doing. At the time you bought me whatever I wanted, and I used that to forgive you. But mom was hurt way more than me, she felt it, dad. You marked her, and she felt it every time you voluntarily went to one of your women. She said nothing to you, she bore the pain, and you thought you had gotten away with it, didn’t you? Because you weren’t true mates, so how could she possibly have felt it? But she did dad, she felt it every single time. You always paid her off, as you did me whenever you messed up. Money is your love language, and you felt like it fixed everything. You and she lied to the pack about being true mates and told them all that you were because you wanted their respect. Did it never occur to you that some of them might have known the truth? That you wouldn’t have been cheating on her if you two had actually been true mates? Let me make it clear to you, she told me that after 20 years of not sleeping together, all of a sudden she was good with you. Flip of a dime and now she is suddenly all good with having sex with you again? Did you really think that she didn’t know what you did to her? I will tell you that she did love you, dad. She did mention that to me. But I also know that she was disappointed in what you were planning, and doing in this pack. She knew that she had to pay the price for YOUR actions dad. Even though it was not her burden to bear” Reagan asked me.
I am shocked at what she is saying to me. They did believe we were true mates, I know they did because no one confronted us about it. They may have had their doubts, but they didn’t mention them to me. There have been plenty of other Alpha’s who had true mates that also took girlfriends. But what the hell was Reagan saying? My Cassandra was a descendant of the Moon Goddess Selene, is she serious? Cassandra had never mentioned it before. If she knew she would have told me, but now that I think about it, Cassandra had been acting differently toward me the last few months. She seemed upset with me when I hadn’t done anything to her. Well, anything that she knew about. But Cassandra had to have been the one who told Reagan that. How in the hell did Reagan know that I had drugged Cassandra if she hadn't told her? No one knew about that Reagan spoke as if she had all the proof she needed, so what had Cassandra told her. I am starting to panic now, because if that is the case, then the Goddess herself is displeased with me. You cannot trick the Goddess. She knows exactly what I did, and my actions were the reason that her descendant was killed. There is no coming back from this for me.
Disowned