Chapter 144
144 –My Child At My Door
Baxter:
Sometimes I could sleep through commotion, especially after I had a good run.
Whenever my wolf came out, it left a heavy tiredness in my body.
After my run, I returned to the guesthouse and my floor.
Madeline had told me she would be taking a nap, so I didn’t need to come back.
I went straight to my room and slept through a storm.
I woke to knocking on my door. It was steady and persistent, which meant there had to be an emergency.
I quickly checked my phone, wondering if something had happened and Madeline had contacted me. Seeing no messages or calls eased me a little. Maybe the night had gone smoothly. It was still early morning. I got up tiredly, wearing only shorts, and reached the door. When I opened it, I saw Lord Eldon standing there.
I frowned and rubbed my eyes. When I glanced down, I noticed Bodhi with him.
The sleep left my body at once. I moved forward and grabbed Bodhi from him.
“What is going on? What is he doing here? Is everything okay? Is Madeline okay?” I demanded.
I didn’t even realize how fast the questions were coming until Lord Eldon began to chuckle, and I hated the way he reacted.
He was a dark man with an awful mentality. I never liked him. No one did.
But he held enough power in the werewolf community to become one of the council leaders.
He shouldn’t have, but that was a debate for another time.
Bodhi wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly, and I understood that something bad had happened.
“Something happened last night,” the old man started. “Elara attacked the kids again, and while the council and I were at Madeline’s home, we had to take the children away from her and return them to their father’s custody for now,” Lord Eldon explained.
He tried to sound compassionate, but I knew it was all nonsense. I knew this man too well.
“What was the council doing in her home?” I asked, anger rising through my veins.
“Calm down, young man. We had to go there before word spread about the truth of the children. And we also have to find out what kind of creature can give birth to three different children from three different alphas. It is unheard of,” he remarked.
His explanation only made me clench my fists. If Bodhi had not been in my arms, this old man would have ended up dead.
Then I would be in jail, and who would care for Bodhi? Everything felt overwhelming, and I felt completely hopeless.
“Where is Madeline now?” I asked.
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“She is at the council center. I am headed there so we can start the interview. Do not worry. It will only take a few hours if she does not decide to be difficult or attack someone, since we are hoping she is not a monster, ” the old man continued.
He was already letting me know he had plans. He would push Madeline until she reacted in a way that made them
call her a monster.
He was curious about her identity, and that alone was dangerous.
“Take care of him. He is shaken up,” Lord Eldon told me as he walked away.
I shut the door but forgot to lock it. I brought Bodhi to the bed and sat him down, checking on him.
“Are you okay, man?” I asked, and he shook his head.
“I am scared, and I am upset with Mommy, and I am upset with everyone,” he replied as he began to cry.
My heart crumbled.
I had never been a responsible man. I carried many traumas of my own and had never really taken care of anyone.
Having a child in my care scared me, but I was going to try my hardest.
“Why are you upset with your mommy? She is doing so much for you,” I tried to explain.
“No. She told Elara that she will send us away,” he whimpered. I understood then. Madeline must have said it to calm Elara.
“Bodi, listen to me,” I said as I held his hand. “Look at me.” He lifted his head. “Do you remember when Gina was suffering and your mother did everything she could for her?” He nodded. “This is what your mother is doing for Elara. This is a cure for her, for your sister. Do you not want your sister to feel better? Do you not want your sister back?” I asked.
His eyes grew watery.
“But she hates me,” he whispered.
“No, she does not. Whatever is hurting her is making her talk that way,” I told him, trying to comfort him.
There was a knock on the door. Before I could let anyone in, the door opened and Yuvonne entered.
She was someone I had ignored for hours after learning that someone had texted me pretending to be Madeline and saying hurtful things.
At that time, only three people had been in the home, Yuvonne, her mother, and her father.
One of them had played that dirty game. And if it had been Yuvonne, then she was capable of much more than I had thought.
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