His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 28

My heart sank as I read through the lies, the accusations.

Sienna, that vile woman, had started slandering me in the public media, portraying me as some sort of villain

responsible for her misfortunes. She

blamed me for her disfigurement, for her failed relationships, spinning a web of lies that the public was all too eager to believe.

My wolf growled in the back of my mind, a low, angry sound that mirrored the rage building within me. How dare she? the wolf snarled. How dare she try to tarnish your name?

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But I was too tired to be angry. All I felt

was a deep, bone-weary sadness. They

didn't know me, didn't know what I had

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been through. All they saw were Sienna's lies, and they believed every word.

Not long after, people who didn't know the truth were coming to my house, throwing bottles, shouting obscenities, as if I were the monster Sienna painted me to be.

A knock at the door startled me, and I

stood, wiping my eyes as I made my way

to the front of the house. The voices

outside were growing louder, angrier, but the sight that greeted me when I opened

the window to

Nathan stood there, a large bouquet of

flowers in his hands, his expression a mix

of frustration and desperation. The crowd

outside seemed to take this as some sort of

confirmation that he had cheated on me,

that I was the wronged party, and they started smashing things in anger.

"Doris, I-" Nathan began, but before he

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over as hey lashed out at everything in their path. Jathan was in the thick of it, fighting them off even as they landed blow after blow. My house had been taken over before, and It looked like it was happening again. Only this time, Nathan was here, and instead of leaving apathetically like he used

tension.

wolves wasted no time. I heard glass shattering downstairs, the unmistakable crash

the walls.

the walls.

stood his ground in the

the intruders. His

into fists, and I could see

as he struggled to maintain his composure. I should've

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flicker of hope

time, he'd finally stand

me, for the life we had once

do

the chaos

tossing a chair through the open window. "You're going to stand

tightened. He

he wasn't

time. The

rogue closest to

wolf with a

first. I watched

his shoulder, but it

He twisted

to the

of bone meeting

echoed through the air.

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be

De fight had begun,

predators. One of them-a scrappy, wiry wolf with

at Nathan from behind, claws extended. Nathan ducked just in time, spinning around to grab the wolf by the arm and throw him against the

a moment, Nathan

he used to be. He fought

wolf cornered, like

pushed too

calculated,

The scarred rogue

the rogue's arm and twisting it

With a swift kick to

Nathan sent

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