Chapter 209 Sabrinaâs POV:
I inhaled sharply, my eyes widened in shock. âI donât understand. Why was he supposed to be killed?
The king paused for a beat before he continued. âHis mother tried to kill him to guilt trip my father.â
âBut why?â
+68 âWell letâs say after my mother died- was killed, my father didnât want to make another Luna. And Caldanâs mother wanted to be Luna. So she planned to kill Caldan as a way to force my fatherâs hand to make her his Luna.â
1 covered my mouth with my hands, the image of a mother about to kill her newborn son flashing through my eyes. Even though that newborn son was caldan, who I absolutely loathed. Back then he was a baby.
âI rescued him,â The kind continued. âI didnât let the fact that he was the product of my fatherâs infidelity stop my love for him.
After all he was an innocent child caught inâbetween the mess of two adults.â
âYou loved him.â
âI did. He was my brother, and I loved him dearly.â His eyes darkened, and a vulnerable look passed between them. Then he straightened his back and the look was gone.
âThatâs not what he said to me,â I said, almost hesitant to reveal it. So I told him what Caldan had said was his history. The more I spoke, the more I realized how absolutely ridiculous it sounded.
âHe lied. And I have no idea why he would do such a thing. I raised Caldan. Like he was my own flesh and blood. I poured all that I had into him.â
âAnd he tarnished your name.â
The king laughed bitterly. âHis mother? The same woman who only remembers the existence of her son when she wants to use him and get favours? Caldan hated her. Sometimes I would try and meditate, try and explain to him that she perhaps did what she had to do.â
We both know that Caldan canât be reasoned with.
This side of the story has me shocked down to my bone marrow. For a moment I donât know what possessed me to even believe Caldan in the first place.
Oh right. I was angry at the king. And I refused to listen to him no matter what he said.
âIâm so sorry,â I whispered. Personally, I know how it feels when a sibling betrays you. I donât think Iâll ever forgive or forget what Iris did. She didnât try to kill me, but still. âFrom the way you sound, he meant a lot to you.â
âI liked him a lot. And I was going to give him my throne.â
I gasped and stumbled back. âYour throne?â My goodness. He had this much love from Caldan?! And Caldan ruined this?!
âYes.â The king replied. âI had made peace with the fact that I wonât ever have another mate. And as for a child, that was completely out of the question. I never wanted a childâ
âWhy not?â I asked, my eyes crestfallen. My heart paled and I grasped my hands together. I canât imagine a life without children.
And the fact that I canât have any pains me so much. âYou hate children?â
âNo.â He said. âI donât hate children, I hate my life. A life where I wonât be able to give a child all what they need. I wonât be able to play with them in the sun. I canât love them properly, because of this curse.â
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Chapter 209 âOh,â that was even worse. Now that I think of it, itâs trite.
But I can totally imagine him having children. I know that if all were right, he would be the most perfect father ever.
Heâs so full of love, and he doesnât even know it.
âI still canât believe Caldan lied so muchâ I said, changing the topic from the depressing talk about children. Besides, Iâve come to peace with the fact that I also wonât have any.
So thereâs no point crying.
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âI guess that happens when children grow up too fast. The king replied solemnly. âAnd Caldan did have Eto grow up fast. He had too much resting on his shoulders. Especially when it came to helping me out with diplomatic activities of the pack. I understand if he would crack at a point. Pressure does that to a manâ
I chewed my lower lip hard.
âIf the case were different, if he hadnât tried to hurt you, I would have forgiven him.â
âWhat?â
He faced me, his eyes glowing subtly in the moonlight. âIâm not a wicked man, Sabrina. And I am not perfect either. I would have tried to understand him if he had never hurt you. I expected too much of him, that I will admit.â
âYouâll fight him for me?â
âYesâ He said without hesitation. âYes I would. He touched you, and that is unforgivable. I canât let that slide. He will pay for that.â
My cheeks heated up and I blinked. âThatâs...thatâs something.â
âItâs alright. You donât need to worry about it.â
I donât. But it doesnât mean that I still donât worry about it. I just canât help it. I know what Caldan can do, the lengths he can go to.
I donât want to lose the king. No matter what. No matter if he hates his life. I donât want to lose him.
âBut, my king, why do you hate your life?â I asked softly.
âIt was a long one, and a lonely one. I couldnât die because of the curse. I couldnât live either.â
He canât die?
My goodness. What kind of curse is this? Was it spun in hell?!
My heart aches and I moved forward to him. I hugged him, my arms wrapped tightly around his middle. He held me, his chin rested on my crown and his hand stroking my hair lovingly.
âIâm so sorry. I canât begin to imagine how...â My throat constricted and I gulped in a lungful of air.
âI donât hate my life anymore.â
I raised my head and looked at him. âYou donât?â
He smiled, his eyes kind and full of love and tenderness. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. My eyes fluttered shut.
âI have you with me. How can I hate my life now?â