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Chapter 13 – Marked By The Demon Triplets

“I don’t need anything. Leave,” I ordered coldly, tearing my gaze from her.

“Are you sure?” she asked. Her slim fingers reached for the tiny ribbons holding her robe together.

Without hesitation, she pulled the end of one ribbon, and her robe fell away like a pack of cards, exposing her red bra and g-string panties.

With a smirk on her face, she took a comfortable position on the table, spreading her legs wide apart before tearing the panties off.

I would have loved to do that.

Her fingers met her lips, moistening them before slipping between her legs, rubbing her clit with care.

My eyes flashed with lust as her fingers rubbed her clitoris in slow, deliberate circles. The suicidal thoughts I had earlier vanished as if they had never existed.

“Are you sure you want me to leave, my king?”

Aurora

I froze in shock as my mother’s words replayed in my head for the third time.

My brows furrowed in confusion, and worry settled in the pit of my stomach as I threw her a questioning look. The more I thought about it, the less I understood what she meant.

Did she just say she would confess?

What was that supposed to mean? When I thought my father was exaggerating about my fur color, her words confirmed it.

Perhaps I was taking her words too far. Maybe she didn’t mean it that way.

The atmosphere was thick with discomfort as tension surrounded us. I could hear my father’s heart pounding hard against his ribs, cloaked in anger.

My mother, on the other hand, looked like she had seen a ghost. Her body trembled uncontrollably.

Eve stood frozen, confusion clouding her thoughts, while the Luna and Nathalia stared at my father, their expressions full of surprise.

From the look on everyone’s faces, I could tell this was no trivial matter.

There was something more to my mother’s strange behavior. Her body language alone made me suspect something was wrong.

Despite thinking about what could have trapped her in this bizarre situation, I couldn’t piece it together.

“You better start talking!” my father growled, his voice so loud that my ears began to ache.

Sensing his rage, I rushed to my mother’s side, ready to protect her in case he tried to strike her.

No matter how badly she had treated me, I would always love her. She was my mother.

I didn’t mind that she pulled away from me, snatching her hands from mine. I wouldn’t leave her side.

“Mum, is everything alright?” I asked, fear creeping into my voice as I placed my hand on her shoulder to calm her, but she shrugged it off, allowing my hand to fall.

I was used to that behavior. It wasn’t new to me.

Silence stretched as she ignored me. Her gaze was fixed on my father.

This wasn’t my mother. My mother wasn’t a scared puppy.

She was a brave and outspoken woman. But what could put her in this situation?

Something wasn’t right.

“I need words, bitch!” he shouted, charging toward her like a predator stalking its prey. Anger radiated from him like a thick cloud of smoke.

Fear grew inside me as I watched him approach.

I had never seen my father this angry.

No matter what my mother had done, he shouldn’t be calling her names.

“You don’t get to call her a bitch, Dad. It’s disrespectful!” I blurted, locking my gaze on his without blinking.

No one had the right to disrespect my mother in my presence, or they’d have to deal with me.

“Stay out of this. It’s none of your business,” he snapped before turning his furious eyes back to my mother.

“I’m sorry, Alpha,” my mother started, swallowing hard before clearing her throat.

She was sorry? Why?

“It wasn’t intentional,” she paused, her face contorting as if she were about to burst into tears.

“The reason for Aurora’s fur and the tattoo is because she’s not my daughter,” my mother said, earning gasps from everyone.

But that wasn’t all.

“She belongs to you and Ingrid.”

“It’s Luna to you!” my father corrected, his jaw clenched tightly before he released it.

“Aurora is not my child. Nathalia is mine.”

“That’s not true! The Alpha and Luna are my parents,” Nathalia chimed in, rushing to hold the Luna, who stretched out her hand to protect her.

“You fucking slut, I need explanations,” my father’s confused voice rang out.

My mother’s harsh words hit me like a bulldozer, weakening me to the point where I didn’t have the strength to stop my father from calling her foul names.

“Don’t fucking yell at me, Stefan!” my mother fired back, regaining her bravery. I could feel her anger building slowly.

“Don’t you dare call me by my name!”

“Or what? You’ll kill me?” she scoffed, fixing her gaze on his furious one. “Just like you kill those who stand up to you?”

With the way her eyes burned with anger, I could tell she was ready to start a fight.

“We were fine before she came into the picture!” she lashed out, walking toward the Luna. Her sudden outburst threw me off guard.

“I was supposed to be Luna, not her,” she spat with hatred.

“You were just a mistress-“

“Just a mistress?” she asked, cocking her head to meet my father’s gaze. “I was the first woman you knew. I stood by you, and what did you repay me with? Marrying someone else, despite knowing how deeply I loved you,” my mother’s voice shook for a few seconds before she cleared her throat and blinked rapidly to hold back tears.

“Who else was I supposed to marry? She is my mate,” he tried to explain, gritting his teeth.

“And I am more of a mate than she will ever be!”

The Luna gasped in shock, her eyes wide at my mother’s confession.

“To think I had nothing against you, despite being my husband’s mistress. I never mistreated you or your child,” she cried.

My heart ached as I looked at the woman I called my mother. To think she wasn’t even remorseful after saying those words.

Why would she hate the Luna when it wasn’t her fault?

Luna Ingrid was an easygoing woman, loved by everyone.

“Shut the fuck up, bitch! If you didn’t hear me correctly, I’ll repeat myself. Aurora is not my daughter,” she said firmly, breaking my heart into a thousand pieces.

“What are you saying, Mum?” I raised my head to meet her gaze, hoping she was making some cruel joke.


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