Hiding the Alpha's Heir (Desmond and Seraphina) novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Spitting Image (part 1)

"Just drop me here to the plaza," I said meekly when we were in the town where my flat was located.

"I'd love to escort you to where you are living, seraphim."

I froze and glared at him as I could feel my heart pounding so fast. Blood rushed to my face, frightened at his words.

"No, thank you, Lord Verlice," I said calmly, not wanting him to know that what he said was making me nervous. "I'd rather go there alone," I said coldly.

Desmond stretched out a smirk. If I was still living with him and didn't reject our mate bond, I could have sworn that I would get to be swooned by that kind of smile he was having right now.

"Now, now. Do not be so cold to me, Seraphina." He leaned forward and took my hand. I felt shivers down my spine when he brought my hand to his lips. "It is not as if we did not share the same bed earlier. Hmm?" he said, teasing.

"Because you forced me to!" I said through gritted teeth and took back my hand.

"Oh?" He had an amusement smile smeared on his lips. He took my hand again. I was irked when he held it so tight it felt like he wanted to break my hand causing me to hiss while he was not breaking eye contact with me. "Do not act like you did not like it, seraphim. You still have the most beautiful melody I have ever heard compared to other women I had bedded with." He grinned.

His words made me stiff. Did he say... other women he had bedded with? Does this mean that he had been fooling around with women for those years?

I smiled bitterly. "You never changed, Desmond. You still like sleeping around even before we get married. How much more when we got married years ago?" His smile gradually disappeared.

I caught him off guard. I took that as a chance to take back my hand. He didn't say anything but he was surely rendered speechless.

When I looked outside and the carriage halted in the plaza, I glanced at Desmond who was still not moving. I took that as a chance to leave the carriage without saying anything.

Only then, Desmond realized that I was not inside anymore. He looked displeased when our eyes met after I closed the door.

I only curtsied one more time before I immediately transformed into my wolf form so I could get away from the plaza. Also, it was to get away from his eyes.

I went to check the river bank if Sander was there but he was not. I sniffed my son's scent and went in the direction of where our flat was located.

I transformed into my human form when I arrived at my flat and opened it. "Sander?" I did not see him in the living room. I glanced at the bedroom where I could strongly smell his scent.

I went to check it and was relieved to see Sander sleeping. I smiled and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I'm here now, little man..." I whispered to his ear and caressed his golden locks.

Sander slowly opened his eyes. He rubbed his eyes before he smiled and hugged me. "Mama, you're here."

"Of course, I am," I said and started raining some kisses on his face which earned him a giggle.

I helped him to get up and combed his hair when Sander gently tugged the dress I was wearing. "Mama, where's your dress you wore this morning?"

I gasped softly and looked down at the luxurious dress Desmond had given to me. "Um... I spilled my drink on my dress. L-Lord Verlice is kind enough to lend me the dresses he has." I castigated myself because I sensed bitterness in my tone.

I didn't know that Desmond was living with another woman. I thought he was simply fooling around with someone. Perhaps, this dress I was wearing right now was from Hazel.

I excused myself and looked in the mirror, perplexed to see the dress was a perfect fit for me. I was surprised when I wore it after I had the corset and bralette with me. I didn't know that his woman had the same size as me.

Odd...

I castigated myself and shook the thoughts off of me. I changed my clothes and glanced at Sander who was watching me changing into indoor clothing.

"It is surprising that I saw you taking a nap at this time around, sweetheart. Is staying at the river bank not interesting to you?" I asked when I finished dressing up.

Sander shook his head. "I have fun, Mama. I even studied there. Sire taught me something new." He stood up and took the book. "He let me borrow this book, Mama."

My eyes widened when I took it and was surprised that the book was all about war tactics. Creasing my forehead, I glanced at Sander. "Sweetheart... This is not a children's book..." I said, shocked that Sander could read half of it.

"Yes, Mama. I know." He giggled. "But it is interesting to read. I finished half of it."

My jaw dropped. I pinched the bridge of my nose, calming myself. I knew already that Sander was a smart one. But I wasn't expecting that he was already interested in these topics which could only be comprehended by someone at the age of a young adult.

"Are you more interested in this than the books I brought here?" I asked after a moment of silence, sitting beside my son.