Chapter 58 - The Rejected Goddess

Emma POV

Yesterday was a hard day for me. I discovered that my father is the one who not only told Eric that I was alive, but that he was helping Eric. Whatever the two have done to those packs conflicts with the image I have of my father, in my eyes he is a hero not a villain.

I really want to know how and why my father could do this. Is he really just as evil and cruel as Melanie and mother? If so, then how did he hide it so well?

If not, then what the hell happened?

After the meeting Alpha Inga and I just spent the rest of the evening in his room cuddling. I think he expected me to break down but I refuse to let anyone break me to that point again.

I am glad that I am mated to Alpha Inga, there are a few concerns that I have but I am sure it will all work out in the end. If not then it was simply not meant to be, but I believe that we were made for each other. It is just such as shame that I didn’t get mated to him when I was alive, my wolf would have loved him and his wolf. They are both just big kids.

“Earth to Emma. Come in Emma.” James says, waving a hand in front of my face. I am currently sitting in his office waiting for Alpha Inga and Beta Edward. I know we were going to wait a few days, but the amazing network that Beta Edward has was able to get enough evidence within a few hours against my father, so James and Mitch visited him last night and arrested him.

Apparently, my father went without any trouble as he seemed almost relieved from what James was telling me. They took him into a holding room which are located on the ground floor of the pack house towards the back. To get there requires authorisation and it is almost impossible to get out as there are CCTV cameras and guards all the time someone is in one of the rooms.

“I am glad he didn’t fight us; I was a bit worried we were going to have a runaway.” James says. I am currently in his office catching up on any developments within the pack, patrol has taken on the new rounds quickly. There have been a few attempts to attack the pack but they have only been made by one or two rogues, when James questioned them they had no link to the rogues we are investigating which was a shame.

“I know, no one can beat that man except me and Matthew.” I say.

“Why do you want to keep Matthew out of this? He could help with your father, maybe even help get your father out of the trouble he is in.” James says soothingly.

“No, I will not put Shelley, Barbara and the unborn pup at risk. My father has made his choices, now he has to live with the consequences.” I say. As hard as it is for me, I refuse to protect someone who could do what he may have done. If it turns out we are wrong then I will make amends and explain, but if not then I will show no mercy.

“Where is this tough front coming from?” James asks surprised.

“I broke down in the early hours of this morning once Inga had fallen asleep, I will not break down again. He is my father and I love him; I would move heaven and earth for him. But I will not protect him from the repercussions of his actions in this case, his actions are too heinous to even try to protect.” I reply.

“I understand goddess.” James says smirking.

“If you start that again, then I will get even with you, alpha.” I say, putting emphasis on the alpha.

James smirks at me. “I still cannot get used to that.”

“Well, you better. You are doing one hell of a job and I don’t see any reason for you not to continue. I am proud of you three. You, William and Mitch are doing a cracking job. Oh, that reminds me, has Mitch remembered his mate and pup yet?” I ask.

James sighs and rubs his hands over his face, “That is a whole kettle of fish I don’t want to deal with. He remembers and wants them; they want to come here and live with him as he is a beta here. I don’t have a problem with that, hell they have my bloody permission.”

“So, what is the problem?” I ask.

“Their alpha won’t let them. He wants them for himself, says that Mitch left them, and they are as good as his. He wants Mitch’s mate as his chosen mate and the pup either with them or someone else with the pack.”

“Want me to step in?” I ask.

“Are you sure you wouldn’t mind?”

“Of course not, it will not be until all of this is over, but I will talk to the alpha myself.” I say. I don’t want to bring them here now while the pack is in turmoil and at war with the pack of rogues, I would rather bring them here later when it is safe to do so.

“Come on, lets go.” James says, standing up and heading towards me.

I sigh and stand up also. James and I walk side by side down the hallway and stairs to the ground floor. When we get to the locked doors that house the holding rooms beyond the guard looks at us and bows.

“Goddess. Alpha.” The guard says.

“How come you trump me?” James asks jokingly.

“Well, I am a goddess.” I say, elbowing him playfully.

“But I am an alpha.” He replies, pretending to be hurt.

“But you are my beta as well, are you not? Plus, I am higher than you.” I smile.

“That I am, goddess.” James says, throwing his arms out and bowing dramatically.

I turn to the guard and laugh, “I feel sorry for you having him as an alpha.”

“He isn’t all that bad.” The guard replies, smiling.

“That’s what I like to hear.” I say, winking to the two men before I walk through the now unlocked door and down the corridor.

I know what room my father is in by two things: one is there is only one door closed and the other is Alpha Inga and Beta Edward are standing outside of the closed door looking angry and deep in thought.

“What is wrong?” I ask, walking closer to the two men. As I do so they look up and both smile at me. Something is going on here.

“Nothing babe.” Alpha Inga says, smiling at me.

“Don’t babe me, what is going on?” I ask suspicious of what they are up to.

“Your father is refusing to speak and Alpha won’t let me at him.” Beta Edward says sheepishly.

“I see.” I say, turning my attention from them and to the closed door.

I open the door and walk in, followed by the other three who station themselves into corners around the room.

I sit down and just look at my dad for a while, the memories of my childhood and everything he has done to help and support me flood my mind. It is as if he is two people in one body: the man who raised me and loved me and the one who did such cruel things.

“Why?” I finally ask, I cannot stop the question from coming out of my mouth. Depending on the answer will determine what I do next.

“Why what?” My father asks, confused.

“Don’t play me father. I know that you have been working for Eric.” I reply, crossing my arms.

“No, I haven’t been. You have the wrong person.” He replies instantly, but his tone goes a pitch higher.

“Don’t lie to me, it won’t end well.” I say.

For a while my father just sits there staring at the desk, he is clearly having an inner battle with himself about something. I just hope he decides to start talking.

My father takes a deep breath. “Eric approached me a few years ago and asked if you were still alive. I denied it but then he alpha ordered me and I had no choice but to tell him. He left and at first, I thought nothing of it but then a few months later he came to see me again. He told me that I was going to help him, that I was going to get as deep into what he was doing as he was. I tried to resist but I couldn’t.”

“Why couldn’t you? What did he have on you?” I ask.

“Me? Nothing. On your brother though, a lot. Him and Shelley was planning to leave at that time with their pup, and Eric was going to make their life hell.” My father replies, tears in his eyes.

“Are you kidding me? Is that the best you can do?” I ask tauntingly, does he really think that I am that stupid?

If Matthew and Shelley wanted to leave then they would have, no matter what. That I know because Matthew is just as stubborn headed as I am.

“How was he going to make their life hell?” I ask.

“He was going to take Barbara from them, alpha order them to not be able to go anywhere near her. Then make them watch him and Melanie bring her up and corrupt her.” I hear gasps from everyone in the room, it appears that Eric is more sadistic than they thought. But this does not surprise me, sounds like the kind of thing he would threaten to do.

“Why not tell me? I could have helped.” I ask.

My father sighs and runs his hands through his hair. “I wanted to, was going to. But Eric said that if I did and you interfered then he would slaughter Barbara and Shelley before Matthew. I couldn’t allow that.”

“But he has done no such thing since I have arrived, he has actually kept his distance.”

“Because I have still been working with him. I know it does not excuse what I have done, but I really had no choice.”

“Everyone has a choice father, you just decided not to speak up.” I counter.

We sit there in silence, just looking at each other. I cannot bring myself to console this man, I understand his reasoning and I get why he did what he did. But he had enough time when I came here to tell me or drop hints, instead he just pretended like he knew nothing.

My heart breaks at what he has done, my father was an honourable man and to see how far he has fallen is truly heart breaking.