Chapter 298
Chapter 298
Snowflakes
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“Really? And I honestly would have picked the lawyer over the prosecutor as the one who would stand by you, according to how you’ve described them,” Cupid said quietly.
His arms were wrapped around me while I leaned my head against his shoulder.
“Maybe not,” Desmond argued softly from the sofa. “The protective one will always be fierce. Don’t you think? ”
We were all in the living room. After a light dinner, I sat beside Cupid on the couch, his palm resting warmly on my thigh, while Desmond occupied the opposite sofa, legs stretched out casually.
He had feed his eyes on Cupid’s pictures I have around the house for a long time, commenting softly that I might be sued for having them without authorization.
I didn’t respond at first to him and Cupid’s words about my human brother.
The words stuck in my throat because I still couldn’t shake the image of my own brothers at each other’s throats over this case. The thought twisted something deep inside me.
“Maybe… maybe Kashi will come around,” I murmured, still clinging to hope. “He will p>
“Maybe not,” Cupid countered gently. “He had his girlfriend block all the attention and truth, but the other one had his girlfriend air it. Now the Dark Alley case is gaining real spotlight and a strong stance against rape p>
I didn’t speak. I still refused to believe Kashi was lost to me forever.
I melted further into Cupid’s body. He pressed a light kiss to my hair, his palm sliding gently up my thigh in slow, comforting
strokes.
I had missed him so much. Work had stolen too many hours; we hadn’t made love since that intense night, but I knew he was being careful, letting me heal from the soreness, giving me time. Still, the closeness now was waking every nerve.
‘I got news for you,” I murmured against his neck before seeking his lips for a soft kiss. “My dad came to meet me when I went to the dark alley p>
Not only Cupid paused. Desmond leaned forward instantly, eager.
‘He came himself?” He asked.
“Yeah. With his guards, but they excused us when we reached a restaurant to speak. My dad… explained some things to me and… clarified the air between us p>
“Air?” Cupid echoed softly.
I nodded.
Quietly, I recounted everything, every word my father had said. The infidelity he believed he’d caught. The pregnancy he assumed was proof of betrayal.
The hell he put my mother through for nine months. The birth at Castle Healthcare. The fight with the other man. The chaos. The
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mix–up. Bringing Viviana home instead of me.
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The slow, bitter realization. The hatred that followed, not just toward me, but toward the living symbol of what he saw as his wife’s
betrayal.
By the time I finished, both Cupid and Desmond were completely invested. Silent, processing.
They exchanged a long look.
I waited, expecting them to say we should wait for the DNA results my father promised.
Instead, Desmond spoke first.
“I can understand why your dad would hate you. He thinks you’re a bastard. But why would your true mother and brothers hate you that much p>
“Maybe they’re not her brothers,” Cupid murmured.
I pulled back sharply to search his eyes, wondering if he was joking, high, or just exhausted.
Quietly I turned to Desmond. He wore the same thoughtful expression.
“Why would you both think so far? Listen, What I’ve learned in my twenty–two years of living,” I said smoothly, “is that blood doesn’t matter when it comes to love. Look at you and Marlik. You’re not his blood, but he’d die for you. Just because the Luna of Mooncrest pack is my mother doesn’t mean she would love me p>
“The one person you can’t trust your entire life is a cheating partner, ” Cupid countered. “Alpha Herold found out she cheated when she was pregnant with you, and he’s still willing to run DNA to know if you’re really his daughter. What about the other two sons p>
“Nero and Dante? Nero is almost p>
“It won’t hurt to try,” Desmond murmured from his seat. “He should doubt all the children. Not just you. Isn’t that unfair p>
I frowned. Then, almost on impulse, I pulled out my phone and typed the message to my father.
For fairness, you should check Kashi and Dante too, Dad.
I pressed send before I could second–guess myself and exhaled hard.
Cupid watched me, satisfied then quietly slid his palm higher, cupping my breast through the fabric. Desmond rose, moving to the counter to pour himself a drink, giving us space.
Cupid kissed my lips slowly, proudly, then trailed his mouth down to my nipple, teasing it through the thin material before gently tugging the neckline aside.
I moaned softly, suddenly, achingly horny.
Yesterday had been heavy, but tonight felt lighter. Softer. And I was feeling so good.
“Come make love to me,” I whispered against his lips.
He smiled, small, wicked, tenderly then lifted me effortlessly and carried me toward the bedroom.
The door closed behind us and for the first time in days… the world outside could wait.
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