Chapter 61 061
Danica's POV
I made the decision to visit my home after spending quality time with Alexander last night. And early this morning, Bianca went to her workplace as well after making it clear that we were both cool about the last argument.
She has always been understanding, more as a sister even than a friend and that's why we have always been close no matter how different our personalities were.
But that wasn't even the point right now. It was the fact that I was going to that lion's den and I don't know how to feel about it.
The hesitance lingered, and even when Bianca offered to go with me, I turned her down. One, because I can't make her lose points with her boss because of me. The man has always wanted a loophole to have her reprimanded anyway.
And two, because this was my battle and I had to fight it myself.
I didn't take much on my way back. Just the clothes I had on, and the certificate of honor Alexander handed to me this morning. It was valid proof that I wasn't just a doctor on trial anymore. But a verified head doctor with strong rights to perform at the Royal clinic.
Maybe, just maybe if I showed this to my father, he would eventually accept me as a daughter truly worthy of his name and attention.
Maybe then, this hollow ache of betrayal that laid deep in my heart would disappear. Maybe I wouldn't feel so alone and below anymore.
I stood at a distance for what seemed like forever before finally walking myself to the entrance. I typed in the door's passcode but it just had to beep with the obvious red light that screams ‘wrong passcode’.
Of course they changed the door's passcode. After all, I was always the outcast. They probably hadn't changed it all these while because I was still the maid they could order around like pure trash. But the moment they realized their puppet began to grow wings, this was their way of keeping me out.
I rang the door bell once, twice, thrice. But I got nothing in response. Just silence.
So I kept trying. Numbers that they could probably have changed the passcode to. Joey was the first potential candidate to make this childish move so I tried every numeral combination I knew about her.
Her birthday— wrong.
The day she met her first boyfriend— wrong.
The day she met Thorne for the first time when I introduced her as my sister— Correct.
The loud beep that greeted my ears did nothing to soothe the dull ache in my chest.
That day must have been golden to her. It was the day she had her chance to show me who was boss and she succeeded. She successfully put me in my place but boo to her, Thorne was nothing close to Alexander as a lover.
Thorne never gave the kind of attention Alexander gave to me ever since the first time we met.
Thorne never made me feel loved and special. All the moments I spent with him didn't go without me feeling like it was my responsibility to make him feel good... above himself even at the expense of my own happiness.
Thorne never gave me gifts. He only ever sweet-talked. And all that ended the moment he had a share of my skin.
Slowly, he grew distant. Called me names. Even made his affection towards Joey obvious to everyone around but despite that, I remained the blind one around. Until he spelled it out in agonizing bits, in front of everyone in the Pack. That I was nothing but an attention seeking whore that he wants nothing to do with.
I blinked back the tears that welled up in the corner of my eyes before walking myself into the house.
I was here to show off. Nothing more. Nothing less. But if anyone tries to make me feel less than I wanted to feel, I wouldn't mind shitting their faces. My father wasn't left out.
“What the hell are you doing here, Danica?” Joey asked rudely, her tone half angry, and a half shriek.
“Why? I don't remember getting banned from coming to my own house, lil’ sis” I responded without cowering even for the least bit.
“How did you even crawl your way into this house?” She exclaimed angrily and I smirked, patting her on her shoulder like I actually cared. But I didn't.
“Oh, that? It wasn't so hard to figure out that you'd use the date of meeting a fairly used man as the passcode” I told her bluntly and I watched her visibly fume.
“I'm not here to see you, Joey so I suggest you keep whatever scheme you're plotting to yourself— for now. I'm here to see Father." I added and she laughed.
That usual bitchy laugh she wears whenever she's trying to hide how hard something was affecting her.
“Joey, dear! Is something wrong over there? Do you need help?” The obvious concerned voice of my stepmother, Freya, echoed through the balcony and Joey instantly shot me a hard glare.
“No, mama. It's nothing. Just a barking parasite” she responded but I didn't mind. The only parasite here was no one else but herself.
“Come back here before breakfast goes cold!” My father's concerned voice followed and a triumphant smirk curled up her lips.
“See that? You could never have any of that fatherly or motherly concern around here, Danica. Your mother, that bitch was the only one who could ever show her equally disgusting daughter care or concern but good thing she's rotting in hell right now” Joey taunted and somehow, for some reason, my hands moved on their own, colliding with her cheek in a clean, hard strike.
Disbelief crossed her features for a few seconds after the hit landed but once she regained her composure, a loud shriek replaced her silent glare. Shaking my head at her sheer idiocy, I turned to the direction of the dining room and walked away.
My father and stepmom were clearly shocked to see me. They looked like they'd just seen a ghost. Like it was a taboo that I was standing right in front of them at that moment.
I wanted nothing but to turn and walk away like I didn't just see those faces. But I stayed.
“Hello, Father. Come on, you look like you just saw a ghost” I muttered without the slightest hint of a smile on my face.
“I heard you were dead. The Alpha was going to kill you right after you did that surgery.” He blurted before he could stop himself.
“Well, I got seriously hurt, but I'm alive as you can see. Alpha Alexander punished every single person that played a role in the scheme of hurting me” I told him calmly before trying to take a seat at the dining table.
“What do you think you're doing, Danica? Did a few days of deceiving yourself at the Pack house make you forget your place here?” It was Freya's cue to speak.
Without another word, I passed the file with me towards my father.
“What is this?” He asked but I simply shrugged, ignoring Freya altogether.
He automatically opened it when I gave no response. And of course, what he saw made his jaw drop so fucking hard.
Without giving him much time to dwell on it, Freya snatched it from his hands, glaring at the paper without realizing how hard she had begun to squeeze the poor paper.
“Easy Freya, I'll be out of your sight within a blink…” I trailed off, standing on my two feet just in time for Joey to storm in and snatch the paper from her hand.
“That's not possible! She probably forged it. Just look at the entire presentation of the words and letters… I am certain she forged it!” Joey said bitterly as she glared at me like glares could kill.
Too bad. It can't.
“But make no mistake, because the moment I walk out of this house, I'm officially signing up as a lone omega with no background. And then you'll have to lose any potential honor that could come with my position as ‘Head Doctor’ at Dark Orchid's Royal Clinic. You can always find out if those papers are forged or authentic after that. Fair enough, right?” I asked, my gaze trained on my father's faltering gaze.
“You don't have to jump into conclusions, Danica. Even when you were not fit to be called my daughter, I didn't mind you staying in this house, because you're my daughter nonetheless. And I'm happy for this great fit you achieved.” The words rolled out of my father's mouth quite easily, making me wonder if it was even real at all.
But real or not. Why can't I just focus on the spiteful look Joey had on right now? Because I'd sell my voice to see more of it.