Serafine POV
I don’t know what to do. I’m stuck; If it were just me, I would fight to the death to escape. I can’t do that. I can’t risk him hurting Eryx, and I can’t risk dying and leaving him to be brought up by Gideon.
The pain is still burning through me, and I’m waiting for it to change. It will either worsen and the bond with the Silvermane Hound will snap when it dies, or, it will case and I will know it’s safe and been saved.
I hope the Healer is there soon. She was due to visit today to check on the baby. Sitting quietly, I keep my eyes on Eryx. The guard has him again. Gideon is leaning back, smirking, and I wonder if I moved quickly enough and sunk the blade he just threatened me with through his heart, what his men would do.
The fear of them hurting Eryx stops me. Sure, he’s their Alpha, and without him, they have no one here to guide them, but that doesn’t mean they would let me go.
“Your father, my brother.”
“He wasn’t your brother.” My words come out cold, and he glares. “You were an orphan left in the pack. His family brought you in. He was meant to be Alpha,” I snap.
“Meant to be, but that didn’t happen, did it?” He leans forward and glares to me.
“Was he really my father?” I ask.
His head tilts like he’s considering if he should taunt me over it or not. “Your mother was having an affair with him. I found out after I figured I couldn’t have kids. You were maybe six.”
My body stills. “You killed him.”
“I worked hard to ensure his father handed me the pack. Do you know how easy it is to make someone else look weak and incapable? So easy, I could have killed him then, but decided he might be useful.”
I had always felt like he got the pack through tricks. I heard the stories. My uncle was meant to be the alpha, but for some reason, his father handed it to Gideon. Anyone in their right mind wouldn’t have given it to him.
“He slept with my mate and wife. He wasn’t allowed to live. So, I gave him drugs that purposely weakened his wolf right before sending him into battle. Everyone was warned to stay back and let it happen.”
“So you did kill him.” Why? I don’t get it. He could have just thrown him out of the pack.
“Well, technically, the rogues killed him; I just weakened him.”
“You killed him, you’re the cause,” I mutter.
His head tilts, and he chuckles. “Oh, my dear daughter, what’s wrong? Are you thinking that if he had lived, he would have figured out you were his daughter and saved you?”
No, I don’t think so anyway. I’m not even sure if I’m being fair. I just… Everything is a mess right now.
“He wouldn’t, you know. If anything, he would have killed you, who wants to admit their first child is a girl?”
I wrap my arms around myself. I want to argue and say someone will come for me, but no one knows where I am. Helen, sure, but that’s it. She’s not capable of saving me. She doesn’t know where Xander is; she knows nothing, as I refused to tell
her.
Maybe I should have? She could have gone to Xander and made him aware. I don’t care about me, but I want Eryx away
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from this.
“I’m a generous man. If you behave, you can have a real room with a door and food,
Is that meant to be good? “I would rather have my son.”
“Now, come on, Serafine. Be reasonable. You aren’t getting your son back. You may see him, sure, but you will never hold him again.”
“What can I do while holding him? Nothing! What is your fear around me holding the baby?” I don’t understand.
“Oh, you really have learnt, have you?” he laughs and leans back. Threadborns and Veyrathi can feed off each other’s strengths; they can share their powers.” “Well, you’re worrying for nothing, I have no powers,” I mutter.
“Oh, you do.” He smirks, and I don’t answer.
I don’t have powers. I spent time during my pregnancy trying to uncover what I’m capable of. Other than having a Silvermane Hound as my shifter, I’ve not figured out anything. How does he know, though? It’s not right, more people know than I expected.
No one is meant to know. Maybe they were, but they don’t know everything. I know that Xander had no idea because he saw the journal and had no idea what the relic on the front was.
Then again, I know Gideon. He had connections to warlocks, and such. He no doubt knows everything, but that still makes no sense. If he knew, why send me away?
Turning, I look out of the window and watch the hours pass by. I need to figure this out. There needs to be a way I can escape, even if it’s just to get Eryx away, and I stay there.
Maybe one of the maids will agree. If they do, I can get them to take Eryx and run and hide, while I stay behind.
The pack comes into view, and I sigh.
“Welcome home, Serafine,” Gideon smiles at me.
“This isn’t my home, I don’t have one.” My eyes go to Eryx, then back to Gideon. “Why don’t I feel my wolf?”
“Because what I shot you with silenced it, the cuffs help to weaken it as well. I can’t risk you shifting and attacking.”
Is he crazy? “I wouldn’t, not when you have Eryx!” I’m not a fool. I can’t save Eryx right now, without having him. If I could get him, then I could run, but I can’t.
Maybe this is
my punishment for not telling Xander I was pregnant, for not going back so he could see his son, or for taking my brother’s spot.
Everyone else believes I’m cursed, and that’s why my brother died and not me. So maybe this is my punishment?
Maybe it’s all bad luck? I was finally free. Sure, I felt like freedom could have gone at any minute, but I trusted that I would
ack her
