Betrayed from Birth – Alpha’s Unvalued Daughter - Chapter 67: Chapter 101

Cheryl’s POV
I see Blake heading my way, and he is angry again. He is angry all the time now. I already know why, it is always the same reason, over and over again.
He is a very jealous man, and instead of staying glad that he was my first, and only. He has been on a kick for the last 3 years, over Brandon.
He will not let it go, I mean we have been together for almost exactly 10 years now. I have loved him, and only him, for 10 years. I also know who is behind it, it isn’t rocket science.
There is only one person here that is willing and able to get people to do what he wants and is willing to cause problems doing it.
Ever since Reagan told Blake about me waiting and holding out to be Luna for Black Adder, he has had a problem with Brandon.
It was fine for years, and then all of a sudden, four years ago, Blake just started up about Brandon. He even went to Black Adder for free training there, to see Brandon in real life.
Imagine his shock when he got to meet Raven there too.
He completely forgot that Reagan had a twin, and actually called Aaron to make sure that Reagan was still in his pack as soon as he left Black Adder.
He liked Justin during the training and felt bad as he realized that he was the one who Reagan had drugged first.
He wanted to speak to him about Reagan but didn’t want to let them know that he knew who she was. Blake and his pack had had no interaction before her disappearance.
if he had mentioned it, they would have figured out eventually that he had knowledge of where she had gone.
Travis was the one to go to Black Adder next as he liked going and learning new fighting techniques. Thankfully, Blake had warned Travis about Raven.
But unfortunately, Travis instantly thought that Raven was a stunner too the moment he saw her. He had had such a crush on Reagan, that he became a little enamored of Raven very quickly.
I heard what had happened there that day accidentally. Even though Travis was fully mated, he kept trying to flirt with Raven while he was there. It caused a problem.
He was kicked out of the training for a comment he made to her, and now they have a problem with Justin too.
It happened two years ago, but they are still mad at how Justin took Travis down while sparring with him over his vulgar comment.
Travis had never heard of someone having two mates, and said something that he shouldn’t have in front of Justin.
When he got home and was clearly beaten up, Blake and his ranked members were pretty pissed off. Travis’ mate, Paige, was also mad because she could read between the lines.
Travis had been there for three trainings already with no problems. She had heard about his little crush on Reagan, as he had admitted it when they first met and got to know each other.
When she overheard Travis telling what actually happened there at Black Adder to Blake. She was pissed at him and wanted to go and kick Raven’s a*s herself for attracting Travis.
Why she didn’t get angry at Travis for being over the top and flirting with Raven in front of one of her mates, is a mystery.
Paige felt that Raven must have flirted with Travis or done something to have caused that to happen. She hated Reagan too but knew that she was being properly punished at Blood Tracker.
We had to talk her down from going to Black Adder to fight Raven. I remember firsthand, what a big mistake that would have been for Paige to try to attack Raven.
I already knew why it was a problem for him. He had real feelings for Reagan. If Reagan had stayed here, and not done what she did, they would have probably taken each other as chosen mates.
He just drug his feet about it, as Garrett and Marc couldn’t stand her, from day one. I was pissed at her as well, but I started feeling guilty about what we had done to her the last few years.
Did she do wrong? Absolutely, but she was a spoiled diva, who had been given everything she ever wanted in life.
Bar none, she always got what she wanted, no matter what means she had to use to accomplish it. She had done a lot of wrongs in her life, but honestly, I had too, just not as many as she did.
I had just excused mine, as I thought I was doing it out of love. I just was obsessed and had a massive crush on him. I love Blake, and he is the only man that I have ever loved.
I heard about what happened to her at Blood Tracker that first day, and I shuddered at the thought of it.
That would have been horrible for anyone, but I heard Garrett when he relayed that Michael had called and bragged about basically r****g her, I almost threw up when I heard it.
It was disgusting that they thought that was OK. Then Marc mentioned to Blake that he and Garrett had added a few things to what they told Michael, to get him to cause her more grief there.
It came to a head when they found out what all Michael had done to her. He believed everything that they had said about her, all the embellishments, and a few made-up things.
He accepted all of it as the honest truth, and he felt that she needed to be punished. I think that he allowed himself to do his worst with the excuse of her “deserving” it, whether she did or not.
It gave him an out, and I bet he thought if it ever came back on him, that he would push his actions back onto Garrett, and Marc, as the reason why he had done it.
They were stunned when they had been notified that he had been killed. They did feel pretty bad for what happened to her. She got badly injured all because of what they did.
But they would never be getting punished for it. Blake was still furious at her for what she had done.
He was angry about the lies she told, and for causing me to almost lose our firstborn child from the pain of his betrayal.
That in itself was the most unforgivable part of her plan, and he truly doesn’t care what happens to her. But the clear fact that shows up, over and over again here, is that women are secondary.
Even as their mates, we are still women, and therefore not as important as them. That is not a very good message to be sending to our children.
I still think that they should be getting in a lot of trouble for trying to manipulate Michael into punishing her.
Knowing what all happened to her, and seeing a picture of all of her injuries was hard. I won’t lie, seeing what had happened to her, was just disgusting, and I almost lost my lunch.
I have heard that she has changed a lot these days and that she has become a model pack member. She finally learned to train, and Clive dotes on her. I believe that he really loves her.
She had been dealt with, and I know who needs to be dealt with next. Graham, as he is the one starting a problem between us. The c***k in our relationship has grown with each passing year.
Blake wants to compare himself to Brandon in all things. From the size of our packs, to who is a physically strong Alpha. He is acting crazy these days and the possessiveness is not cute.
It is unreasonable and frustrating to me. He keeps acting like I am waiting for an opportunity to run off, so I can be with Brandon. The truth is, I love Blake, very much.
I was never planning on leaving him or cheating on him. I know how badly that hurts, I still remember the pain of it when Blake cheated on me, to punish me for “my” actions when Reagan tricked him.
For such a smart man, that was completely stupid on his part. I can hear him coming down the hallway now before I can even see him. “Where are you, woman? Cheryl, answer me, right now.
Where are you?” I hear his booming voice ringing through the corridor. It is ridiculous for me to even try to answer him. He doesn’t stop talking for me to even be able to answer him anyway.
He does this every time he can’t see me when he wants me, calling out for me as he heads for our room. There is no point in it, but it is a daily occurrence.
I just wait for him, as I don’t live in the corridor, I live in our room. I am not going to go out there into the hallway and encourage his behavior.
He acts as if he can never find me when I have not left this pack in 10 years. I wonder what the pack members think of it, but I say nothing about it. That is where I am with our children.
We are all sitting at the table and waiting for him to arrive, to be able to eat our dinner. Every once in a while, I enjoy cooking our meal, instead of us going to the dining room.
Usually when one of the children, or I, is craving something specific to eat. Blake is very easygoing, he will eat anything that I put in front of him.
With the exception of his jealousy, he really is a perfect mate. He smiles as he sees all of us at the table and immediately comes to the table to sit at the head of the table.
He is happy now, all is right in his world, but he needs to calm down a lot. He needs to just let his jealousy of Brandon go. I haven’t thought of Brandon since I got with Blake.
Blake is my everything, and I am glad that I found him. But no matter how many times I tell him that, he ignores my words and my actions.
Now that I have been dealing with it for over 3 years, it is very stressful for me now. If he can see me, it is fine. But if he can’t see me, he honestly thinks that I have run off to be with Brandon.
I had no idea why, until he slipped up the other day and admitted that he had been told “accidentally” about what all I had done to try to get with Brandon.
Including me losing my true mate, and my second chance mate, just to have him. He doesn’t care that I only love him now, or that Brandon has a true mate that he absolutely loves.
It is all about what Blake’s perceptions are about it. The doubt that plagues him, despite me telling him constantly how much I love him, concerns me.
It is like he is losing control, of his actions, and his mind. All for no good reason.
I wanted for us to go somewhere on vacation, just the two of us, and leave the kids behind for us to strengthen our bond, and reconnect. I was even going to let him pick the destination.
He then immediately accused me of wanting to do this as a plan to get away from Black Moon, to be able to meet Brandon somewhere for us to hook up.
Blake is getting worse and worse in his paranoia, and I reached out to my parents for help with trying to talk to him. I told dad the whole story of the fact that Graham is behind this.
He is sabotaging my relationship, deliberately. I know that this is his payback for what happened with Reagan, but I was the victim in that too, and so was Blake.
She drugged him, she got what she deserved from it. graham had wanted her to live, she is still alive. Dad tried to talk to Blake, but it didn’t work out.
Blake is pretty much delusional right now when it comes to me. Even when his ranked wolves vouched for me, that I have never left the pack since I got here 10 years ago.
You would think that he would acknowledge that it was absolutely impossible for me to have been able to cheat on him, but you would be wrong.
Every night after we got to bed, he checks my phone, or during dinner, as he said he didn’t want me to have time to delete any suspicious texts.
He has never found any suspicious texts, in the last 3 years, and yet he just keeps looking and checking my phone.
It is upsetting to constantly be accused of cheating, especially when he knows he has never felt the pain associated with it. That doesn’t factor in for him either.
It is real in his head, so I have to be cheating. Living like this is causing stress for me and our children. It is not fair to any of us to have to go through this.
When I asked Blake to not listen to Graham, telling him that he is trying to set him up. Blake tells me that I am being difficult.
I know that Graham blames me and Blake for everything that has happened to Reagan at Blood Tracker.
We never wished for any of that to happen to her, and we never knew that Garrett and Marc had an agenda against her, but Reagan is not blameless.
He needs to take his own head out of his a*s and realize that she is the apple off of his own tree. He created that monster.
He covered for her, protected her, and made her think that she could do whatever she wanted, with no penalty for her actions.
I thought after we had to run away from Silver Blade, she would wise up, but she didn’t. She still stayed just as cocky as she ever was.
She only appreciated me for protecting her from being attacked by Sierra. She didn’t appreciate me for anything else.
She has always been a “what have you done for me lately” kind of girl in the short time that I knew her.
She only helped me try to get Brandon because she absolutely hated her sister, Raven, and Brandon was Raven’s second-chance mate.
Not because she felt bad for me, or wanted to help me out in any kind of way. Always expecting others to bow and defer to her.
That is just not how real life is, and I hope to the Goddess that she is a better mother than she was a person. I honestly worry about her babies.
I was glad that she had Clive, as she was basically alone there. We make it through dinner with each of the kids telling Blake something funny about their day.
I like to do this as he has a stressful enough time as the Alpha of our pack. I try to keep him calm, and he appreciates that very much.
He loves our babies, we had three boys, and our Forest will be the next Alpha. Forest is 10 years old now, and Kevin is nine.
I really wish he was nicer to Kevin than he is, but he is so much tougher on him than any of our children. Robert is 8 years old, and a very happy kid.
He doesn’t get into the competition against each other like Forest and Kevin do. He goes at his own pace, and our baby girl Casey is 5 years old. She is a sweetheart, and she is me made over.
We just had her birthday last week, and she is daddy’s girl. When he is super stressed out, he will come to play with her. They will play with dolls or have a tea party, it helps him to calm down.
I hope tonight will go smoothly, but I can tell that his smile doesn’t reach his eyes. It will not be a good night for me. He pretends to be happy for the children.
He has Forest and Casey right next to him, and Kevin and Robert are at my end of the table. I know that it hurts Kevin how hard his dad is on him. He is a very competent, and strong kid.
He is smart and respectful. He is just as good at fighting and sparring as Forest is, and yet Blake will never acknowledge him. It is like he can only see Forest as qualified to be his replacement.
Leaving the other two boys with me, and they are not needed. It is hurtful to both of them, and I can feel Kevin’s pain. It is going to come to a head one day, I already know.
It is going to be bad when he does c***k. Kevin is very angry for a kid who is only 9 years old. He is getting to the point where he literally hates Forest.
Forest taunts and teases him, and it is not endearing him to Kevin at all. I think that Forest is just as cocky as his father is. Maybe that is why they are so connected.
Forest looks a lot like Blake. Kevin doesn’t, he looks like me, as does Casey. I am going to have to talk to Blake about how he treats Kevin, again.
It is disappointing how much he wants his father to love him, and Blake just completely refuses to acknowledge him.
I don’t know what his malfunction is, but he is ruining his relationship with his own son. It will come to a head soon enough, I can already feel it.
My father did the same thing with my brother and me, he doted on Leander, but never on me. He doesn’t mention it now, but he is still heartbroken over my brother refusing to leave Black Adder with us.
Leander has pups now of his own now, but my parents will never get to see them. Leander made his own decision. Just like dad and I did.
I was willing to do what dad said, and dad wanted me to be the next Luna for Black Adder, even if I was never meant to be the Luna there. It didn’t matter that Brandon and I were not mates.
Dad picked a chosen mate for himself, and he felt that mom was perfect for him. I see Blake looking at me, and I know that look.
He wants me tonight, and I am fine with it, but we will need to speak after that.
Once he found out that I planned to leave him, over what Reagan did, he has been paranoid ever since that one day I will be leaving.
Even though I have never left the pack in the last 10 years, he still thinks it. I love being close to Blake, I still think that he is one of the most handsome men that I have ever seen.
I wish he would calm down about me leaving him, if I hadn’t done it already, I probably won’t be doing it now. He just needs to calm the f**k down, and love me and the kids.
Unless he pushes me to do it, I will never leave him. Chapter 102
Cheryl’s POV
Dinner was nice, and we all watched a movie together after that.
He helped me bathe Casey, and get the rest of our kids in the shower, one at a time. It was a nice night, other than the fact that Blake does the same thing each time we tuck them in together.
We always start with Casey for the story as she is the youngest and the easiest to get to sleep.
He rubs her back as I read the story to her while the boys finish their showers and got dressed for bed. We go into the boy’s room next. Two bunk beds, one on either side of the room.
I see my poor Kevin is on the bottom bunk across the room, alone. Robert is sleeping above Forest now for some reason. He used to sleep in the bunk above Kevin.
It was because Forest always picked on both of his younger brothers. Robert actually gets along better with Kevin than he does with Forest.
But the unspoken cues that Robert is getting from his father about Kevin, are making him distance himself from him lately. My heart breaks for my beautiful little boy.
Kevin was such a happy, bright boy, but feeling his father’s constant disapproval of him for the last few years is hurting him so much. He never complains about it.
He just tries to work so much harder at training just to get a little approval. Even a small compliment, would help him out so much.
But each week it just gets worse, and Forest gets even cockier about being his father’s clear favorite. There is a clear conflict, and disconnect, between Blake and Kevin.
I have got to get to the bottom of it. I just cannot stand by and allow it to continue anymore. Something is going to have to be done quickly to salvage their relationship.
Blake is doing incredible harm to both himself and Kevin, with his actions. I need to know why, no, I have to know why this is happening.
We kiss the boys good night, with the fact that Blake couldn’t do anything but pat Kevin on his slim shoulder before we left the room.
I am so disappointed in Blake that I could honestly cry right now. I am angry at how callous he is. How could he treat his own son like that?
I head in to go take my shower and I am so overwhelmed and upset. I stood there in the shower crying, to cover my tears.
I usually do this anyway, as people don’t usually notice your tears in the shower. I do it a lot these days especially when Blake has gone too far with his words to me in the heat of an argument.
We never argued before, he loved me, and I loved him, our world was good. Graham is single-handedly tearing my family apart, and I just cannot allow it.
I will be speaking to him about this, as he better watch it. I am Luna here, and I know that he is a pack member and I can’t just throw him out, but still, there were penalties for crossing the Luna.
Blake depends on Graham’s money to get his “dream” pack. Every “extra” around here was provided by Graham.
It has been hard to get this done before because when I did approach Graham to discuss why he is poisoning Blake, I got yelled at, by my own mate. Blake picked his golden goose over me.
The pack has all that it needs, and then some. Graham has money to burn, and he doesn’t mind making things better around here.
During the argument, I suggested that Graham and Cassandra could go live with Reagan at Blood tracker, and Blake lost his mind. He was not going to let Graham leave here.
He won’t let him put his funds in to make Aaron’s pack even bigger. Aaron had been catching up to him as far as pack strength, and Blake was not happy about it.
He was angry that Aaron had increased his pack by almost double what it was, ten years ago. Aaron didn’t have to be as selective as Blake had to be.
Blake had 5 pack members who were wanted by the council. He did not want to be reported and lose his golden goose. He couldn’t just let anyone in.
But from what I had heard from Cassandra, Reagan stayed in her home, or went to training, but only trained with Clive.
She was not well known as anything but their best fighter there, which blew my mind.
She had always been so worried about her appearance before, and not wanting to sweat, or look bad in front of others, that she never trained.
I guess the trauma of not being able to protect herself changed her a lot. I can understand that too. I have changed a lot as well in the last ten years, especially the last three years.
I was so happy before, and now I have become a shell of myself. Scared to piss Blake off, not allowed around any other men except my dad, Graham, and the ranked wolves.
I can also interact with the head trainer here, Wesley, but that is it. Blake is so jealous of any male that is near me, that I have to pay attention at all times.
Even if someone gets near me in the dining room while I am getting my food. No one wants a repeat of what happened last year.
An innocent young warrior had gotten hurt after I brush up against him, as I turned to walk back to the table. That innocent exchange almost cost that young man his life.
I will never forget the sound of Blake’s roar as he rushed over to grab me, and punched him. He never saw Blake coming, and I was the one who had turned to come back to the table and ran into him.
It had been my fault and yet he carried a scar from that incident. Blake is completely unreasonable now, and he is getting worse by the day. No matter what, I needed to clear the air between us.
We cannot go on like this, he is hurting me, and Kevin, for no reason. He has to stop, he has to. I realize that life would be better for me to take my chances away from here.
I do my duty for my husband, for my children, and for my pack. I take care of all of them, and I am happy to do it.
I will not allow Blake and Graham, to continue to emotionally abuse and gaslight me anymore. I just can’t, they are killing me. My whole world is here.
Despite that, I do not know how much longer I can stay here, if things don’t start changing for the better, and soon. I feel arms wrap around me, and pull me back into him.
His desire for me is evident and pressing into my back. We have never had any problems with this part of the relationship.
Blake kisses my mark and goes to grab a loofah and the body wash to gently clean me and kissing me passionately intermittently as he cleans and then rinses me off.
I need this, I needed him to show me he loved me, even if he doesn’t say it to me like he used to. He dries me off, and then even quicker dries himself off too before carrying me into our bedroom.
He gets to work kissing me and showing me that he loves me without words. I do the same, as I could never get enough of him if we lived to be 100.
His body is amazing, and his passion and dedication to his training are clearly evident. He wants his men to be the strongest that they can be as well.
They all want to be just as strong as he is, and his strength is clearly etched all over him. I kiss down his chest and then kneel between his legs to lick the head of his c**k.
His reaction to it always pleases me. He moans out my name and before he is about to c*m, he stops me. He is looking at my face with love and tenderness and cups my cheek with his hand.
I can see it when his expression changes and his love diminishes right before my eyes. He quickly changes our positions and puts me underneath him.
He checks me and sees that I am ready to do, but suddenly, he is no longer caring and gentle. He rams right into me, and I cried out, but not in pleasure.
He is thrusting into me like he wants to own me or mark me with his body when he has already marked me as his. When he starts speaking, I just don’t understand him at all.
“Do you feel this kind of pleasure with him, Cheryl?” He said as he continues his vigorous pace. I looked at him with a frown, as this was not pleasurable to me at all.
It hurt, and the fact that he was OK with hurting me, was bringing me to tears. I have no idea who the hell is was talking about, either. My eyes filled with tears as he continued pounding into me.
When the first tear fell, he immediately looked upset, but then doubled down, “So, I see you miss him, and would rather be with him than me. That will not be happening, Cheryl. You are mine.
I will never let you go, you will never leave me, or Black Moon pack” Blake said as he increased his pace even more. This hurt, it was not lovemaking, or enjoyable.
His mind is not right now, and I am scared of him for the first time ever. This is not the man that I have loved for the last 10 years.
He is fast becoming a monster that is willing to just use my body to get what he wants. The lightbulb goes off at that moment. That was Graham’s intention all along.
His daughter had suffered the same humiliati on at Blood Tracker, and he wanted me to feel it too. I do, and the pain that I am feeling in my heart is even worse, and it makes me start to sob.
This only ended up upsetting Blake even more. In his mind, I am clearly crying for a lover that I missed, when he didn’t even realize that it was him that I was crying for.
“I gave you everything Cheryl, and you betrayed me like this. Brought another man’s child here, to pass off as my own. How could you do that to me?
I loved you so much, and for you to do this to me, I could kill you myself” Blake said, and my sobs grew louder. He is using my body and accusing me of cheating on him while he does it.
I have never slept with anyone other than him.
For him to say that I cheated on him, and bore a child for someone else is the most hurtful thing he has ever said to me, other than the words he just spoke. He said he loved me, past tense.
That means no longer, but I could feel his love for me earlier while we were in the shower. Graham is good, he is imploding my family from the inside out.
I want to kill Graham myself for what he is doing. He is actually much smarter than I ever thought he was, I am in a special hell now, and I have no idea how to get free from it.
I said nothing to him, I did not argue with him because I was hurting from his aggressive moves. I was drying up fast, as I was no longer turned on by my mate.
He was scaring me with his words and actions, and I see that Blake is much further along in his anger and frustration with me, than I ever suspected. How did he get here so fast?
I closed my mind off to what he was doing and just lay there and let him do what he wanted until he finally roared his release.
I immediately turned my back to him and lay on my side while he went into the bathroom. He came back with a rag to clean me, but I didn’t want him to touch me again.
I took the rag from him, and he seemed angry with that too. I already know that we are about to fight, and even if I didn’t want to, I guess we needed to get this over and done with.
“I just f****d you, you are my mate, and now you don’t want me to touch you? I will touch you and f**k you whenever I want to.
I still desire you, even though you have shown what a lying and duplicitous person you are. You should be thankful that I still care for you, and our children.
I could have rejected you and found another by now. But Goddess help me, you are the one I want.
Stop crying for your lover, and kiss me like you still love me” Blake demanded and I felt the bed lower as he sat next to me. “Are you serious right now Blake? When did I ever cheat on you?
How could I have without you feeling it? I could prove it to you, tomorrow, someone could kiss me, and then you would see that the pain from it is terrible.
It is even worse when your mate f***s another. I would know, you f****d Reagan, and I was in so much pain that I almost lost Forest over it.
So do not tell me that I chested when between the two of us, it has only been you to do that” I told him. How in the world could he just gloss over that fact?
He was the cheater between the two of us, and then had the nerve to call me out on it. Wrong answer buddy, wrong answer.
“That was not my fault, she drugged me, and I was angry at what she had said that you had done. I made a mistake and begged for your forgiveness.
I will forgive you too if you would only ask me to, but you have to promise not to be with Brandon ever again” Blake said to me in a serious tone.
“First, I didn’t cheat on you when Reagan alleged it, and I have not cheated on you now, not ever Blake. I love you, and I have only been with you, and only you.
I have never slept with Brandon, and you know this Blake, I was a virgin when I got here. Graham is just poisoning your mind. He is tearing us apart, and you are allowing him to do it.
You are allowing him to destroy our family. He has planted seeds of doubt in your mind, and you are watering them for him. He is behind this, and you are allowing him to hurt me.
You and your actions are causing me pain Blake. You hurt me just now when we were having s*x.
You are punishing me for something that I have never done, and refusing to listen to me when I try to defend myself. I don’t know why you would take his side over mine. You know how he is Blake.
He is a skillful liar, and you are accepting all of his lies as truths. Please, if you have ever loved me, Blake, listen to me now” I begged him. I love him, and I do not want to lose him.
“So Graham is the liar, and not you?” Blake asked and with his tone, it was obvious that he didn’t believe me at all. That was a complete slap in the face.
“So you would believe a man who was known for lying, scheming, and betrayal, more than your mate. Graham’s money is more important to you than your mate is.
Is the better question that needs to be asked” I told him quietly. I am about to cry again, and I do not like this feeling.
I have already lost him before I even knew how badly Graham had dug into Blake’s head. He has total control of Blake and my word means nothing to Blake.
Trying to defend myself against Graham’s lies, cannot be done. In Blake’s eyes, I am an adulterer, even with no evidence on his part to support it.
I know I have never betrayed him, and my world is crumbling around me now. My children, I have to stay to protect my children, because he will not let me leave. Where would I even go?
If I leave, Blake will just hunt me down, and probably physically hurt me in his anger. I never saw this coming, and I am so angry at Graham for what he has done to us.
He has poisoned Blake’s mind to the point that he cannot tell the truth from a lie. Blake couldn’t have truly loved me, because if he did, he would have listened to me.
But instead of coming to me for us to work it out. He stayed silent, thinking so badly of me, for Goddess knows how long.
The fact that he was so OK with thinking badly about me, is what hurts the most. He never truly loved me, and I have to turn away from him and face the other direction now.
My quiet sobs show the depth of my pain, as I try to work through my broken heart. I guess this is the Goddess paying me back for what I did.
We may have physically been able to escape Silver Blade, but we can’t escape what the Goddess has planned for us.
Blake started rubbing my back, trying to comfort me, as I could tell that he was now upset with me crying like this, but I cannot stop the flow of tears.
I cannot stop my heart from knowing that he would rather listen to a vicious old man than to his own mate. It hurts, it hurts when you see that other people’s opinions matter more than your own.
I will never recover from this, and I do not want him touching me anymore tonight. I thought I wanted to talk to him, but he has shown me that it will not matter what I say in my defense.
He already has his own opinion and nothing anyone else says to him about it will change it. Blake lays down behind me and tried to pull me towards him.
My continuing to cry is now bothering him, and I can feel it. I can feel his doubt at what Graham has told him. He starts kissing my shoulder, and my mark and is actively trying to comfort me.
But I am steeling my heart against him. I know exactly where I stand now. I bet Graham is thinking that he has won. He has destroyed our relationship and we are at the beginning of the end.
He got me, no, he got us both back for what happened to Reagan and her punishment as a breeder. I knew he was mad, but she had called that down on herself, with her own actions.
As I continued to cry until my eyes burned and I had no more tears left the shed, I knew what I had to do. Graham has destroyed both my, and my son’s life with the lies he told.
I cannot let him get away with it, and I won’t. I will make do for as long as I can, and when it gets bad enough I will leave here. I will take Kevin, and we will get away from here.
I will take any of my children who will want to go with me, but as much as they all dote on their dad, I know in my heart that it will only be me and Kevin when we leave.
I will put my plan in motion in the morning. I will be needed money, and I will be needed a vehicle. But one day soon, we will be getting the hell out of here.
I refuse to stay here and be thought of like this. I will not stay and love someone whose opinion of me is so bad as to refuse to listen to me or allow me to deny such a vicious accusation.
I will just play along, mind my business, and not tip my hand. I will prepare to leave, and it will have to be a well-thought-out plan because Blake is always worried about my leaving.
I will bear this as long as I can, before leaving, but if Blake ever puts his hands on our son Kevin, all bets will be off at that time. I remember how it felt for my dad to value my brother over me.
I know exactly what that feels like. I will build Kevin back up as best as I can and support him. I refuse to allow my mate to do that to me, or him.
It messes me up inside, and I am still jealous of Leander to this day, even though he did not deserve it. That was all dad, valuing him over me, all because I was a girl, and not important.
Leander was his son and his heir. Ignoring my ability as a fierce fighter in my own right, showing his love and support to my younger sibling, and always withholding it from me.
I just hope that Kevin can hang on for a little while longer as I try to get this nailed down. Because when I can put my plan in motion, the s**t is going to really hit the fan.