Gifts

Chapter 15 – A Pawn in their Game–1

Alden narrows his eyes at me and looks back at Kent. I’m a little shocked, I admit, that he hasn’t addressed me yet. I stand awkwardly in front of him and Daniel quietly takes my hand, giving it a squeeze of support.

“Is this for real, Lippert?” Alden asks, a threat behind his glare.

Kent nods slowly. “We did a test. It’s a 99% genetic match for paternity. I can show you the paperwork upstairs, and you can have it verified by your own doctors. But, with that kind of proof at hand, Alden.” He spread his hands out, hoping Alden takes him at his word. “Why would I lie?”

Alden nods and returns his gaze to me, staring for a moment. Then, he shocks me again by breathing out a huge breath of air and rubbing a hand down his face. “Damnit, but you look like your mother,” he mutters.

eyes.

My mouth falls open when I see the glimmer of tears in his My heart goes out to him, then. He’s a solid rock of a man, but I can see that deep feelings run beneath.

“Where is she?” he demands.

Surprised, I blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. “She died,” I say, grimacing inwardly at my bluntness. Alden’s face falls minutely. Surely, after all these years, he knew it would be unlikely that she would be alive, but still – he’s upset by the

“When?” he asks.

“Years ago,” I whisper, sorry to be the one to tell him. “I was young – I had just turned six.”

I feel horrible – I had no idea that he cared for her as much as he clearly does. I had assumed she was

what had Fiona called

herself? a goomah. His mistress, or his girlfriend, not someone he really I cared about.

crossing his arms over his barrel

hardly more than a whisper now. “They said…they

turns his head away, gathering himself together. “And where has she been laid to rest?” Alden

churchyard. I can take you there, if you like,” Isay, my voice gentle.

snapping from sadness to anger at the flip of a switch. He turns his burning eyes to me. “In a churchyard?” He shakes his head. “He didn’t respect her, then, the man she

to anger. How dare he suggest

my hand

nothing,” Alden growls.

“He raised me

from me,” the words rip from

Alden takes a heavy step towards me, intimidation in every muscle of

the truth, girl,” he says, taking another step. “Did he know about your parentage? Did he know where

to deny it, I stay silent, keeping my

so,” he says, narrowing his eyes at me. “He kept you from me, my daughter, not his! And he should die for it.”

the first time meeting his daughter, then I can’t imagine the kind of things my mother must have gone through. She must have experienced moods that made her decide to pack up and leave him, to give up everything she’d ever known to

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Gifts

A Pawn

Game–2

I let myself get so wrapped up in this world? I cower away from

rings out behind

to him but Kent holds

unite our families through marriage is holding strong. Your daughter

his throat. “This is a trick,” he says. “How can

some miracle,” he says, giving

mention, conveniently, of the fact

this. He and his father carefully planned this meeting, this

marry Daniel. Because Daniel, too, is a player in this game, moving me

my mouth to protest,

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