Page 214 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

She smiles at me as I stand up and gives me a tight hug. I hug her back, rubbing her back as I place a light kiss on the top of her head. “To what do I owe the fucking pleasure?”

She moves back and looks up at me. “Well, I needed to discuss something with you.”

The smile fades, and there’s a seriousness in her expression. I motion to the seat opposite my desk, but instead she decides to perch against my desk, right beside me as I sit down again, and I frown. Whatever it is, it’s not off to a good start…

“Is everything ok?” I ask, concerned. Is she worried about one of the kids, or…

“With me? Yeah, yes.” She nods and smiles as she reaches for my hand, and I cock a brow, allowing her to take it as she settles it on her lap and brushes her thumb over my tattoos.

“Uncle… There’s something we learned regarding Vincenzo,” she begins.

This isn’t where I fucking expected this to go. Everyone was accounted for, aside from Mikhail, so what the fuck is it?

“And we’ve confirmed it. During the battle with Jayce, his mask was destroyed,” she says, and then takes something out of her pocket: a little vial. She whispers something, and suddenly, we’re on the battlefield. She doesn’t let go of my hand as I look at the battle through Jayce’s eyes.

I frown as I watch the mask fall away, and – my stomach twists as I look into a face that is familiar and yet not one I’ve seen before.

But I’m no fucking fool… Raihana being here, her words confirmed, notifying me…

Vincenzo smiles, a smile equally familiar. My mind is fucking spinning.

“What’s the matter, Deimos King? Have you finally connected the dots?”

“You’re...” Jayce’s shock is clear.

“The son of a king.” A pause. “And in all rights... the true heir to the Night Walkers Pack.”

I sit back, a thousand fucking emotions crashing through me as the memory slowly fades, but not before I get a long look at the man who just declared himself my heir.

I pull my hand out of Raihana’s hold as I run them both down my face, unable to process what I’m feeling.

“Jayce managed to get some blood; it’s a match. You are his father…”

There’s nothing to say; there’s nothing fucking to say. I have another pup out there… One who knows I’m his father, and yet I didn’t even fucking know he existed.

By the looks of him, he’s at least five or more years older than Dante. Who the fuck could it have been? I don’t remember…

“I want any information you have on his mother. Get Leo to send it to me.”

Raihana doesn’t respond, and I look at her as I take out a cigarette and light it.

“Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I fucking am. But in case something happens to me, I can’t allow myself to remain the Alpha of this pack. I have work to do.” My tone is rough, but right now it’s the only way I can cope.

The guilt, dread, and confusion are all too much. This isn’t just about me; how will Kiara react? How will Dante feel, knowing in the end he’ll be going head-to-head with his brother?

This shit is too fucked up…

“Uncle, it’s ok not to be ok, it’s ok to feel guilty and confused-”

“Now, who the fuck said I am? I’m fine, but I’m fucking pissed none of those fuckers was man enough to tell me, so they sent you. Leo could have told me himself,” I growl, but the expression on her face tells me I’m not fucking fooling anyone.

I look away and exhale in frustration, running my fingers through my hair.

“I am fine. Fucking confused but fine…”

She smiles as if she understands and looks towards the window. “You know, I think we all felt it, because that’s our cousin, our blood… A Rossi. And you’re his father; that’s a lot harder… You know where we are, all of us, if you need to talk. Maybe you should give Uncle Elijah a call… or something.”