Dylan remained silent, looking at me with a quiet intensity.
His eyes, a deep emerald shade, possessed an unmistakable resemblance to Calebâs.
Yet, Dylanâs stare unsettled me.
It was as if he could peer right through me whenever our eyes met.
Impatience got the better of me, and I blurted, âWhy are you Looking at me like that? Speak up!â
Averting his gaze, Dylan responded coolly, âDenise, if you wish to see my father, approach him directly.
Donât use me.
He doesnât approve of your behavior.
â
What an insolent boy! Treating me Like this once more!
Anger surged within me, and I couldnât hold back my retort.
âYou ungrateful child! You know nothing of gratitude! Iâm your mother! Donât you care about my suffering at all?â
Dylan said calmly, âDonât be greedy, Denise.
My existence has given you a lot of benefits that you didnât have before.
â
I stood speechless, a chill running down my spine.
This boy was too smart.
It frightened me.
Without any apparent reason, memories of the first time I cradled him seeped into my mind.
His breath was feeble then, yet his eyes gleamed with purity, akin to a crystalline mountain spring-utterly captivating.
Later, Iâd taken him to Thorn Edge Pack.
Jeniferâs tender heart sympathized with Dylan, and Caleb readily agreed to grant me a place to call home-a sanctuary.
However, that fell short of my expectations.
I often thought that if
Dylan truly held the key to my fortunes, he ought to do a better job.
I deserved more than food and shelter; Caleb should have made me his
Luna.
I wanted to enjoy a life of Luxury.
Click!
The phone fell from my fingers, clattering to the floor.
As I came back to my senses, shaking myself free of the trance, I found that Tina had barged into my room.
âBitch!â Tina interrogated me with blazing fury.
âJayla couldnât harm the girl, yet here you are, video-chatting with your son.
What dreadful ideas did you plant in my mind? You are such a waste!â
Deniseâs POV:
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Tinaâs angry voice pulled me back to my senses.
Looking at her face, which was contorted in anger, I had to explain helplessly, âI was video-calling Dylan to see if he could help.
It wasnât idly chitchat.
Besides, Iâve been thinking about what to do next.
â
âBut your last plan failed miserably!â Tina was so furious that her delicate features were distorted.
âNow, Jayla has been sentenced to twenty years in prison for attempting to murder the Alphaâs daughter.
Sheâs about to be transferred to a remote prison.
The transferring process will be broadcast live as a warning to the rest of the pack!â
âI know, I know.
â
I was well aware of the ways of Calebâs father, Patrick.
Once he made up his mind to deal with something, heâd deal with it in an extreme way.
Jaylaâs case was no exception.