Chapter 89

~Stuart~

It's so dank down here. I never liked coming down here, and once I got the head warrior position, I

made sure I never came down here if I could avoid it. The horrors that can take place here are

strewn across the walls and embedded in the ground. When I go back home, I will need a complete

shower, maybe 3.

I make my way down the hall, walking past empty cells. One cell holds Neal, a trusted warrior. I have

to admit that I admire his bravado, and it's too bad that Portia didn't go for his advances. If she had,

that would have made things easier for the twins. He laid out on his cot, not moving.

I continue down the hall until I reach the cell I've been looking for. My baby is sitting in the corner

of the cell, knees drawn up, and her head resting on her knees. I can hear small sniffles, and it

breaks my heart to see her like this. “Honey?” I call her softly, unsure if she'd answer and not

wanting to scare her. Adela answers but doesn't look up.

“Daddy? What are you doing here?” I step toward the bars, being careful not to touch them. Some

have silver inside, and others don't, but I'm not trying to find out which is which.

“Why do you sound surprised? Where else would I be right now?”

“Daddy...” A sob escapes her mouth, and I swear my heart breaks. “I messed everything up. I....I

should have let things go.”

I'm so sick of this crap. I've had to take crap from my dad all my life, and I'm over it. These past few

weeks have been crazy, but I've been able to see who my family truly is. I've always known they

were indifferent toward me, but it's deeper than that. My sisters attacked me because of who I was

fated to. My dad has slapped me and tried to make me reject my mates. Lincoln has been

kidnapped, and Landon is almost marked against his will. This has been too much, and I can't take it

anymore. I'm tired of him thinking he can run me down whenever he feels like it, especially after

everything I've learned about him.

"Oh, here she goes, the Luna to Emerald Lake Pack. Such a pathetic choice. You could have had two

of the strongest Lunas, but instead you have her, disgusting.” Landon and Lincoln both release a

growl, but dad looks unphased. “All you had to do was stay gone......stay at that school you ran off

to, and things would have been so much better. Your sisters wouldn't be sitting in cells, and your

mother would be home where she belongs!”

I continue to stand my ground but say nothing. I notice people are starting to come where we are,

surrounding us. Some are coming out of the packhouse, including mom and Alpha Paul. I see

Kimberly coming from the side of the packhouse. I guess we're doing this in front of everyone. “Are

you going to speak, or are you waiting for them to speak for you?” Another growl rips between my

mates.

“Why?”

“What?” He looks confused.

"Why do you hate me so much? What have I ever done to you?"

“Why do I hate you? You want to know WHY?!" I don’t respond. He heard what I said and will either

tell me or not. Mom starts to walk closer to me. I'm sure she’s hoping to save me from him, but I

don't need it. Whatever is going to happen needs to happen now. I can't continue this way. “You

ruined EVERYTHING! Your very existence took all of my choices away!” What the hell is he talking

about?

“Enough, Stuart! I told you she was yours, whether you want to believe that or not.”

“Shut up, Nikki! She wants to know why I hate her, so I'm going to tell her....I'm going to tell her

how her birth ruined the rest of my life.”