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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as they landed blow after blow. My house had been taken over before,

tension.

shattering downstairs, the unmistakable crash of

the walls.

the walls.

ground in

at the

into fists, and

struggled to maintain his

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flicker of hope that

finally stand

for the life we

could do was watch atch

the

the rogues sneered, tossing a chair through the open window. "You're going to stand there like a coward, or are you going

tightened. He

he wasn't backing

time. The

closest to

with

I watched as Nathan braced himself,

his shoulder,

He twisted

square to the rogue's

crunch of bone

echoed through the air.

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be

De fight had begun,

in, circling Nathan like predators.

around to grab the wolf by the arm and throw him against the side of

a moment, Nathan

he used to be.

cornered, like

been pushed too

calculated,

rogue

grabbing the rogue's

With a swift kick to the

sent him

Pleas,