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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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,

tension.

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

the walls.

the walls.

ground in the front

the

and I could see

neck tense as he struggled to maintain his

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flicker of hope that

he'd finally stand up

life we had once

all I could do was watch

the chaos

through the open window. "You're going to stand there

tightened. He took a

he wasn't

time. The

closest to him-a

with

first. I watched as Nathan

to his shoulder, but

twisted around, delivering

to the rogue's

of

echoed through the air.

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be

De fight had begun,

circling Nathan like predators. One of them-a scrappy, wiry

Nathan ducked just in time, spinning around to grab the wolf by the arm and throw him against the

a moment, Nathan wasn't

man he used to

cornered, like someone

pushed too far.

calculated,

rogue came at

swinging a knife, but Nathan sidestepped, grabbing the rogue's arm and twisting it until the knife

With a swift kick to the

sent him

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