The Alpha’s Curvy Cinderella - Chapter 161: Chapter 161
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Josie POV
Rohan was far from relaxed as he started to tell his story. “I didn’t have the best childhood” he started sorrowfully “my parents were wealthy but also emotionally and physically abusive. They had no time for a child, particularly one that was overly sensitive or more of an introvert than they would have liked. When I was eighteen” he said exhaling “they both died in a car accident and I became the rightful heir of the estate and the various companies they owned. I became a wealthy man overnight. Of course, I was devastated, but a small part of me was relieved that my parents would never hurt me again.”
Poor Rohan. My heart ached for him. To have had parents like that must have really hurt him and then to lose them so suddenly. I swallowed hard, feeling a lump in my throat, but he looked listless. “I met Renae at the funeral and she seemed, well fun and quirky, a little out there but I was grieving and wanted to dull the pain and she seemed the perfect way to do it” he admitted wryly.
She must have been beautiful I thought to myself, trying not to compare myself but in vain. I felt a spurt of jealousy. She must have been something to have gained Rohan’s attention.
“We went out on a few dates and she drew me out of my shell. She knew how to have fun and live dangerously, not afraid to have a few drinks or gamble, go clubbing, and have a good time. I was drawn to her, maybe because she was the exact opposite of who I was” he said guiltily.
He took a deep breath “But there was another side to her as well. A dark side that I failed to see while I was with her. She was shallow, selfish, and slightly unhinged. The smallest innocuous comment could set her off and she would vent for ages. She could also be cruel, making hurtful comments about other pack members and their appearance to me. I always laughed it off but now I wish I hadn’t. I was a right bastard back then and it was due to her influence and manipulations.” I was having a difficult time trying to picture Rohan being anything like that in my mind. He was so sweet and kind, that it was impossible to see him being anything like what he was describing, and yet, I knew that he was telling the truth by his body language and the troubled expression on his face. It was hurting him to relive the past and I wished he didn’t feel the need to explain. “It wasn’t long until she convinced me we should become chosen mates and I, being young and foolhardy, agreed. I would have agreed to anything she wanted. So one night, we marked and mated each other and got drunk. We began to spend more and more time together, but we never lived with one another, at least not initially. She always claimed it would feel too domesticated if she did.”
I tried not to feel hurt. He’d had a mate before me, so did that technically make me his second chance mate? I could feel anger rising inside of me but I pushed it aside. It wasn’t like Rohan had any notion that I was out there, or that he had a mate waiting for him. I was younger than him after all. Still it stung. He looked at me with remorse on his face. “She was always fastidious about one thing and it surprised me considering how lax and relaxed she was about everything else” he mused, sounding distant “she never once failed to take her birth control pills and we always, without fail, used a condom, except for one, single time, when we were completely smashed and forgot to.”
I could guess where this story was going, but I had to make sure. I could feel my voice shaking, barely above a whisper as I asked the question “did she get pregnant?”
His eyes darkened and he nodded slowly. “Even with birth control, she got pregnant. I was overjoyed with the news. I had always wanted to be a father, but she, she was upset. More upset than I had ever seen her. She screamed and she cried over the test, cursed me and then spent hours crying in her room. I was shocked. I knew it was unexpected but I told myself that she just needed time to adjust to the news and her new circumstances. I figured she would come around to it eventually.”
His voice was melancholy. He ran a shaking hand through his hair. There was more to the story, I could tell. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the rest of it but he grimaced. “She was hysterical. She begged for an abortion and I refused. I wanted to keep the baby. I told her that she was being selfish and that she had no right to get rid of it without my permission. I told her I was willing to raise the baby on my own if she didn’t want to. But she just told me she hated me, that she couldn’t stand the thought of the baby growing inside of her and she began to go crazy. She had mood swings, dangerous ones, throwing and breaking things, screaming at the top of her lungs, self harming. I hired a private nurse to look after her around the clock, fearful she would try something.”
“What about her parents?” I asked quietly.
“I’m getting to that,” he said “they agreed with my plan, wanting an heir of their own but she despised them for forcing her to keep it. One day, I needed to travel for business and left the state. She stopped taking her medications and shifted, killing her parents and her nurse, before racing off into the woods. I was brought back in a hurry and I tracked her, finding her at an abandoned warehouse. She had performed an abortion on herself and lit the warehouse on fire. There was blood all around her. She wanted to die. She stared at me as I rushed across the room, flames all around me, and screamed at me to leave her, to let her go.”
My eyes were shining with tears. I could never have guessed his story would end this way. It was horrific and tragic. Even sad. Nobody had won in this. Everybody had lost. I even felt bad for Renae in a way. “I was carrying her out of there when a large steel beam fell on my leg and crushed it. If the Alpha hadn’t been following behind me and dragged me out, I would have died alongside Renae” he admitted.
He looked devastated now “I should have let her have the abortion, then maybe she wouldn’t have become so desperate and unhinged,” he said tersely “I should have respected her choice to do what she wanted.”
“You were willing to compromise” I reminded him “and there was always a chance, regardless of the birth control that she might have gotten pregnant. You both should have discussed it before it got to that point. Neither of you are to blame in this situation. You can’t change it now” I said quietly “you can’t bring Renae back and who is to say that even if you let her, the abortion wouldn’t have sent her over the edge? You have no idea what she was thinking in her mind. I feel for her” I said quietly “and for you. Both of you. I’m sorry Rohan” I said and he just nodded tightly.
“Sandra is Renae’s best friend and my adopted sister,” he said with a sigh “she’s slightly older than me and is peeved that she didn’t inherit the estate with their death. But it’s always remained in the hands of blood relatives and my parents wouldn’t change that, they were too coldhearted. They only adopted Sandra because she was the daughter of one of their close friends and it would have looked bad if they didn’t. She adored Renae though and she blames me for her death.” It didn’t explain everything but I now knew where Sandra’s hostility came from. I leaned against Rohan. “I think that maybe you need to visit Renae’s resting place,” I told him “make amends. The past has haunted you long enough. Don’t let it intrude on our future together. I can tell you cared for her once, don’t you think it’s time to let go of the past and forgive her? You both did terrible things, but it’s time to let bygones be bygones. Let her spirit be at rest and face the future with open arms Rohan” I urged, leaning into him “I am not Renae and I’m not going to harm our child. I already love him or her” I placed a protective hand against my stomach “and I want you to look forward to its birth without ghosts haunting you.”
He gave me a watery smile. “I can’t believe that you forgive me just like that” he whispered “even knowing what I forced Renae to go through. I was selfish.”
“You’re not that same man anymore” I said squeezing my hand “anybody can see that. You’ve grown up and matured. You’ve seen the wrong in your ways and you’ve admitted your mistakes. Please, for my sake, visit Renae and finally lay the past to rest.”
“I will” he breathed and then grabbed me, pulling me into him and kissing me deeply as I closed my eyes, succumbing to the sweetness of his lips, my body thrumming with desire as tingles ran down my body. I had my answers but part of me wished I hadn’t needed them. Rohan’s story was his to tell and now I knew everything but at what cost? Sandra was going to be difficult, I just knew it and I braced myself for what was ahead, certain that she was going to cause as much trouble as she possibly could, being Renae’s best friend and all. All I could do was wait and see.
Rohan was far from relaxed as he started to tell his story. “I didn’t have the best childhood” he started sorrowfully “my parents were wealthy but also emotionally and physically abusive. They had no time for a child, particularly one that was overly sensitive or more of an introvert than they would have liked. When I was eighteen” he said exhaling “they both died in a car accident and I became the rightful heir of the estate and the various companies they owned. I became a wealthy man overnight. Of course, I was devastated, but a small part of me was relieved that my parents would never hurt me again.”
Poor Rohan. My heart ached for him. To have had parents like that must have really hurt him and then to lose them so suddenly. I swallowed hard, feeling a lump in my throat, but he looked listless. “I met Renae at the funeral and she seemed, well fun and quirky, a little out there but I was grieving and wanted to dull the pain and she seemed the perfect way to do it” he admitted wryly.
She must have been beautiful I thought to myself, trying not to compare myself but in vain. I felt a spurt of jealousy. She must have been something to have gained Rohan’s attention.
“We went out on a few dates and she drew me out of my shell. She knew how to have fun and live dangerously, not afraid to have a few drinks or gamble, go clubbing, and have a good time. I was drawn to her, maybe because she was the exact opposite of who I was” he said guiltily.
He took a deep breath “But there was another side to her as well. A dark side that I failed to see while I was with her. She was shallow, selfish, and slightly unhinged. The smallest innocuous comment could set her off and she would vent for ages. She could also be cruel, making hurtful comments about other pack members and their appearance to me. I always laughed it off but now I wish I hadn’t. I was a right bastard back then and it was due to her influence and manipulations.” I was having a difficult time trying to picture Rohan being anything like that in my mind. He was so sweet and kind, that it was impossible to see him being anything like what he was describing, and yet, I knew that he was telling the truth by his body language and the troubled expression on his face. It was hurting him to relive the past and I wished he didn’t feel the need to explain. “It wasn’t long until she convinced me we should become chosen mates and I, being young and foolhardy, agreed. I would have agreed to anything she wanted. So one night, we marked and mated each other and got drunk. We began to spend more and more time together, but we never lived with one another, at least not initially. She always claimed it would feel too domesticated if she did.”
I tried not to feel hurt. He’d had a mate before me, so did that technically make me his second chance mate? I could feel anger rising inside of me but I pushed it aside. It wasn’t like Rohan had any notion that I was out there, or that he had a mate waiting for him. I was younger than him after all. Still it stung. He looked at me with remorse on his face. “She was always fastidious about one thing and it surprised me considering how lax and relaxed she was about everything else” he mused, sounding distant “she never once failed to take her birth control pills and we always, without fail, used a condom, except for one, single time, when we were completely smashed and forgot to.”
I could guess where this story was going, but I had to make sure. I could feel my voice shaking, barely above a whisper as I asked the question “did she get pregnant?”
His eyes darkened and he nodded slowly. “Even with birth control, she got pregnant. I was overjoyed with the news. I had always wanted to be a father, but she, she was upset. More upset than I had ever seen her. She screamed and she cried over the test, cursed me and then spent hours crying in her room. I was shocked. I knew it was unexpected but I told myself that she just needed time to adjust to the news and her new circumstances. I figured she would come around to it eventually.”
His voice was melancholy. He ran a shaking hand through his hair. There was more to the story, I could tell. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the rest of it but he grimaced. “She was hysterical. She begged for an abortion and I refused. I wanted to keep the baby. I told her that she was being selfish and that she had no right to get rid of it without my permission. I told her I was willing to raise the baby on my own if she didn’t want to. But she just told me she hated me, that she couldn’t stand the thought of the baby growing inside of her and she began to go crazy. She had mood swings, dangerous ones, throwing and breaking things, screaming at the top of her lungs, self harming. I hired a private nurse to look after her around the clock, fearful she would try something.”
“What about her parents?” I asked quietly.
“I’m getting to that,” he said “they agreed with my plan, wanting an heir of their own but she despised them for forcing her to keep it. One day, I needed to travel for business and left the state. She stopped taking her medications and shifted, killing her parents and her nurse, before racing off into the woods. I was brought back in a hurry and I tracked her, finding her at an abandoned warehouse. She had performed an abortion on herself and lit the warehouse on fire. There was blood all around her. She wanted to die. She stared at me as I rushed across the room, flames all around me, and screamed at me to leave her, to let her go.”
My eyes were shining with tears. I could never have guessed his story would end this way. It was horrific and tragic. Even sad. Nobody had won in this. Everybody had lost. I even felt bad for Renae in a way. “I was carrying her out of there when a large steel beam fell on my leg and crushed it. If the Alpha hadn’t been following behind me and dragged me out, I would have died alongside Renae” he admitted.
He looked devastated now “I should have let her have the abortion, then maybe she wouldn’t have become so desperate and unhinged,” he said tersely “I should have respected her choice to do what she wanted.”
“You were willing to compromise” I reminded him “and there was always a chance, regardless of the birth control that she might have gotten pregnant. You both should have discussed it before it got to that point. Neither of you are to blame in this situation. You can’t change it now” I said quietly “you can’t bring Renae back and who is to say that even if you let her, the abortion wouldn’t have sent her over the edge? You have no idea what she was thinking in her mind. I feel for her” I said quietly “and for you. Both of you. I’m sorry Rohan” I said and he just nodded tightly.
“Sandra is Renae’s best friend and my adopted sister,” he said with a sigh “she’s slightly older than me and is peeved that she didn’t inherit the estate with their death. But it’s always remained in the hands of blood relatives and my parents wouldn’t change that, they were too coldhearted. They only adopted Sandra because she was the daughter of one of their close friends and it would have looked bad if they didn’t. She adored Renae though and she blames me for her death.” It didn’t explain everything but I now knew where Sandra’s hostility came from. I leaned against Rohan. “I think that maybe you need to visit Renae’s resting place,” I told him “make amends. The past has haunted you long enough. Don’t let it intrude on our future together. I can tell you cared for her once, don’t you think it’s time to let go of the past and forgive her? You both did terrible things, but it’s time to let bygones be bygones. Let her spirit be at rest and face the future with open arms Rohan” I urged, leaning into him “I am not Renae and I’m not going to harm our child. I already love him or her” I placed a protective hand against my stomach “and I want you to look forward to its birth without ghosts haunting you.”
He gave me a watery smile. “I can’t believe that you forgive me just like that” he whispered “even knowing what I forced Renae to go through. I was selfish.”
“You’re not that same man anymore” I said squeezing my hand “anybody can see that. You’ve grown up and matured. You’ve seen the wrong in your ways and you’ve admitted your mistakes. Please, for my sake, visit Renae and finally lay the past to rest.”
“I will” he breathed and then grabbed me, pulling me into him and kissing me deeply as I closed my eyes, succumbing to the sweetness of his lips, my body thrumming with desire as tingles ran down my body. I had my answers but part of me wished I hadn’t needed them. Rohan’s story was his to tell and now I knew everything but at what cost? Sandra was going to be difficult, I just knew it and I braced myself for what was ahead, certain that she was going to cause as much trouble as she possibly could, being Renae’s best friend and all. All I could do was wait and see.
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