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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situation erupted. The ogue wolves and unknowns in the crowd egan to attack, their fury spilling over as hey lashed out at everything in their path. Jathan was in the thick of it, fighting them off even as they landed

tension.

glass shattering downstairs, the unmistakable

the walls.

the walls.

ground in the

the intruders. His

and

he struggled to

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of hope that

he'd finally stand up

me, for the life

do was watch

detached from the chaos

through the open window. "You're going to

tightened. He

but he wasn't backing

time. The

rogue closest to

wolf with

down his cheek-lunged first. I watched

shoulder, but it didn't

He twisted around,

the rogue's

crunch of bone meeting

echoed through the air.

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be

De fight had begun,

like predators. One of them-a scrappy,

and throw him against the side of the house. The impact

moment, Nathan wasn't the

man he used to

like someone who

been pushed

were calculated,

The scarred rogue

sidestepped, grabbing the rogue's

With a swift kick

Nathan sent

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