Hiding the Alpha’s Heir

I was silent the whole ceremony for Sander. I tried my best to put up the best smile because I didn’t want to ruin this day for my son.

He was now introduced as the son of the Alpha. Now that Desmond made this bold move, it meant that any movement from me that I would do something to separate him from this pack would be courting death.

Shit… He was moving quickly as I expected. I should have known better.

While Sander was busy playing with the other children, I came to see Declan and Mariana.

“So long, sister-in-law?” There was sarcasm smeared in his tone.

I scoffed. “Long time no see, Declan.” Then I glanced at his mate. “Mariana.”

“It has been a long time since we saw each other, Seraphina,” Mariana said with a smile.

“You still dare to come back here after what you have done to my older brother?” Declan said through gritted teeth. His amber eyes were sparkling in anger.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Declan…” Mariana hushed him, shaking his head. But Declan expressed that he was displeased that he was being stopped by his wife.

He squinted his eyes at me. “You should have not come back. Desmond is already happy without you,” he said gnashing his teeth.

I smiled bitterly. “I was not planning to come back here. But your brother abducted me. This pack is my prison cell.” I glanced at Desmond who was busy talking with Oakley and the other Gammas, including Niscia.

Which reminds me, why was Harvey not here? Wasn’t he one of the Betas of Desmond?

I returned my gaze back to Declan who still looked furious. “Ask Desmond to let me and Sander leave this pack. I would love to abscond from here.” But I couldn’t, I wanted to add.

Every corner of this pack had pack warriors settled here. I was deeply watched over so I couldn’t do anything to escape. It was hard for me to think of ways to escape from here unless Desmond decided to go out.

“Despite what you did, he is still pampering you even if you are the one hurting him,” Declan barked.

“Me? The one hurting him?” I raised my tone to the point I grabbed Desmond’s attention. “How dare you accuse me like that, Declan?” I clenched my hands to the point that I was so near to attacking Declan.

Declan was smirking. He was about to speak when Desmond chimed in. “Declan.”

He flinched and turned around to see the stoic expression coming from his older brother. “Brother…” Gone was the arrogant expression he had when he was facing me. He looked frightened now that he was facing him.

Desmond glanced in my way while I was glaring at Declan. “This is Sander’s ceremony yet you are making a humiliating behavior here?” He looked displeased. “And you, Declan… I told you not to say any word towards Seraphina.”

“T-This is just a misunderstanding, D-Desmond. Declan does not mean to offend Seraphina,” Mariana explained, panicking.

“He obviously did,” I said bitterly and glanced at Desmond.

“I can explain, brother!” Declan panicked.

“Leave Seraphina alone. We shall talk after this, Declan,” he said earnestly. “For now, stay here. Allow me to take everything here.” Desmond approached me and gently took my elbow. “Let’s go, Seraphina.”

I let myself be gently tugged by Desmond. I didn’t have the ounce of energy to be hostile toward him as my eyes darted toward Declan.

“You did not tell them why I ran away, huh?” I said when I looked at him bitterly.

Desmond didn’t say anything. His jaw was gnawing.

I felt like there was a lump in my throat with his silent answer. “Now, I know why I received so many ridiculous stares. You have never been honest to your pack members.” I smirked.

Even so, I felt my blood boiling. I was wrongly accused that I left Desmond because of what reason had they thought about me? I chose to run away because I found another man? Because I used Desmond and married him for his money?

Because he was a noble? The Marquis of Blackmont?

Desmond dragged me somewhere far away from where the ceremony was held. “This is our son’s ceremony, Seraphina,” he said through gritted teeth.

I couldn’t help raising my hand to slap his face. “I am the one you are telling me that, Desmond?” I asked in an unbelievable tone.

His face which went sideways turned at me. He didn’t even falter but his eyes looked hurt.

With that emotion he was showing, I could never forget how I was silently ridiculed there. “You are ruining my image just so you can hide what you have done to our marriage. How absurd…” I smirked, shaking my head. “You are cunning in a worse way, Desmond. I just hope my son shall not inherit your personality.”

He slowly exhaled and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Let’s not talk about the past, for now, seraphim. We can deal with that later.”

He turned his back, not daring to look in my way. What he was doing right now was making everything worse.

“Verlice, huh?” I spoke. “As far as I know, Sander has my surname, not yours,” I stated.

That was the moment Desmond turned around to look at me. “Don’t you still get it, Seraphina, do you?”

I creased my forehead, trying to comprehend what he was trying to imply.

Desmond arched his eyebrow before he drew out a lazy smile that could swoon all the ladies here. “Allow me to explain it clearly. Perhaps, my bad since I did not brief you well, seraphim.”

“What do you mean?” That made me nervous right now. I had a feeling I was not going to be happy about this.

“As soon as I introduced Sander, I have already taken care of changing his surname to Verlice.”

“What?!” I parroted.

Did I hear it right?

I was not deaf, right? Did I hear it correctly?

Desmond remained quiet as he tucked his hands into the pockets of his trousers. At that moment, I realized what he had done.

“You bastard! You did not consult me!” I couldn’t help attacking Desmond.

However, he was quick to halt my punches and held my fists together as he drew me closer toward him. “Sander has the right to have my surname, Seraphina. He is my son. You are married to me. We are not divorced so halt from thinking Sander can never use my surname!” he said, gritting his teeth.

“Pompous!” I shouted and kicked him in his stomach.

Desmond didn’t expect that which was why he stepped back. Even so, he smirked when he saw how infuriated I was right now.

“Curse me whatever you want, seraphim. I only did what was best for our son. He deserves to be a Verlice after all.”

I scoffed, not believing that this jerk fooled me. So all this time, he had been taking measures to have Sander. He even changed his birth certificate from my surname to his surname.

“As for our marriage…”

I looked up at his eyes when he spoke again. “I am not going to reconcile with you,” I said in a hostile tone.

Desmond shrugged as if he didn’t believe me. “I am going to fix it, seraphim. I promise you that.”

I shook my head. “You cannot make me trust you again. After what you have done? Do you think I can easily forgive and forget?”

He was silent. He turned his back and started leaving. “I am going to fix it,” he said one more time, ignoring my statement.

Watching him leave, my heart clenched. I went to lean to the tree, clutching my chest.

I was played. Well played, Desmond.

I couldn’t believe that he was doing this to me. He was already taking my son away from me.

I couldn’t accept this… I thought that he would not do something that would make me hate him. But I was wrong.

This was not good. If I allowed Desmond to move like this, all in all, I would lose Sander forever. I must do anything, at all costs, to halt this madness.

“Please help me, dear Moon Goddess,” I muttered, feeling helpless.