“Keep an eye on her.”
“Yes, Alpha,” Kevin replied with a nod.
I left the mansion, heading towards headquarters.
Callum, meet me at my office,I said through the link to the head doctor.
I entered the silent building, although I knew there were people around in the many different departments doing their duties. I glanced at the guards who stood in position, attentive, alert and doing their job.
Order. It was something I tried to keep, but when something came, it tore apart everything I had put in place. No matter how much you try, you can never be prepared for everything. A question from earlier replayed in my mind as I thumbed in my passcode and entered my office, leaving the door open.
Was Kiara safe, or had she perhaps been cursed? It was a question that Elijah had asked, and it made me think that, just like Dante, she had been injured. Raihana had said she wasn’t sure, she didn’t sense anything from her, but I had also refused to allow her to probe too far. That was the fucking problem. I couldn’t risk hurting more people no matter how desperately I wanted answers and wanted Kiara safe.Fuck, Amore Mio…
I took out a cigarette and lit it just as I heard Callum coming. Fucker was slow.
“Alpha,” he said gravely when he appeared at the door, bowing his head.
“Skip that shit. Show me the report,” I cut in, taking a drag on my cigarette. He hesitated before approaching.
“Alpha, both Doctor Jemimah and I were the ones to perform the examinations. The good news is, there were no signs of sexual abuse, and Doctor Jemimah confirmed that.” A wave of relief washed over me, but from the look on his face, I knew there was still more.
“Pass me the file.”
“Do you mind if I explain it to-”
“Take a fucking seat, and I don’t want or need shit sugar-coated.” I reached over, snatching the file from him, and sat back, flipping it open…
Several fractures in the ribs, a fractured collar bone, a fracture in her left leg, and both forearms... her pinkie on the right hand had been broken. Bruised spine… some had been partially healed… it seemed she had used her arms to protect herself whilst being kicked repeatedly… there was a hairline fracture to her skull.
It felt like someone was punching me repeatedly in the gut, cutting off my fucking windpipe… I swallowed hard.
“Leave.”
“Alpha, she will heal. Her regeneration gene-”
“I said. Leave,” I growled, trying to control my emotions.
“Alpha.” I didn’t look up, clenching my jaw and focusing on regulating my erratic heartbeat.
The door shut with a click, and I closed my eyes, lowering my head.
My daughter had gone through this… all of this…
The file felt heavy in my limp hold. No parent would ever want their child to be treated like this. Well, no fucking sane one…
My angel had gone through so much at the hands of that fucking bastard. I was going to rip him apart. But it wouldn’t change the past… it won’t turn back time. It wouldn’t take away the pain she had experienced… I had turned my back on her that day. If I hadn’t, perhaps this wouldn’t have happened. Had I made a mistake?
I dropped the file, placing my head in my hands.How do I fix this?Werewolf or not, no child deserves this.
I get it now… what a father feels when his child is hurt... or if anyone tries to hurt them…The unfamiliar sting in my eyes made me take a deep, shuddering breath.Fuck, Al…
A light knock on the door made me quickly wipe my eyes roughly.Fuck this shit.
“What do you want?” I growled, knowing exactly who was on the other side of the door. He opened the fucking door like he owned the damn place.
“Did I give you permission to enter?”
“Did I say I needed your permission?” I glared coldly at the dickhead, who gave me a smirk that held no humour, his cerulean eyes as shadowed as my own.
