Claimed By My Husband's Enemy novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190

(Creed)

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This is my last spell. If this shit still fails to work, then both of us will fail. Me as her godfather and you as her father. The princess is alive and is currently staying in BMB. If you don’t hurry right now, her hunters will find her first and you will lose her again. And when that happens, it’ll be forever.’

The letter sender left me with only initials. A.G. Along with that was a photo of a woman with silver hair and extraordinary eye color. His letter arrived on the day I received a box from Aidan which almost had the same information although his gift included something more valuable: a vial of blood.

The young prince had been sending me photos. My assistant had informed me about it. However, the photos and documents were no longer enough. I did not peek at any of them; I had done that for almost two decades. I told him I needed something more substantial if he wanted me to believe him.

Aidan did not send me blood tests. Only that vial. And no more tests were needed after that. It was something that only our family could do. After a drop of her blood became entangled with mine through a mana test, I was able to confirm it. A taste of her blood made me peek into the life of its owner, including her past.

The face of the man who abandoned Mari in the wolf realm was blurry because my kid had only seen his retreating back although she did not fully remember it, but I swore to gods I would locate him and send him to hell myself. I would burn my own soul if only to ensure that he would rot there forever. We had lost so many years because of him.

Upon receiving both the letter and Aidan’s gift this afternoon, I headed straight to the academy that I built with my friends. And what I found was the young woman who made a dragon kneel for her. I only had to take one look to know that she truly was my daughter. Her mana reacted to mine without her being aware. Her wolf had recognized me from miles away.

Upon seeing the genius Bradley Laurent bent his knees for her, it was like seeing my wife all over again as the dragons kneeled for her.

They had the same height, the same personality, even the same favorites. Had it not been for her hair and eye color, they would have been a replica of each other.

I saw through her façade. Her mana could never hide from her father.

It was all coming back. The day I first met her, the day I first heard her heartbeat and heard her first cry, the day I held her in my arms, the day she swept away our worlds when she was born, the day her little hands wrapped around my thumb, and the day I swore that I would be her protector.

But she was taken away from us.

That’s why I could not fulfill that promise for seventeen long years.

During that time, my daughter had to rely on a stranger. She had to go through another loss. Her screams still echoed in my mind. Her sufferings played in my head on a fucking loop.

It hurt to see my own daughter grieve for her father when she still had another one beside her. It hurt to imagine that while our family had each other to endure the tough times, she was by herself, enduring the storms alone

We had each other in the dragon realm. We had a support system from family and friends who grieved with us. But Mari who was there with her after she lost the father she knew?

The quiet answer sliced through me. And I knew it would cut my wife the same way As carly as now, I wished I could protect Elianna from the onslaught of the pain but that was beyond my control

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Chapter 190

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“Why are you crying, Sir?” Mari’s voice broke. “Don’t cry. I don’t comfort people. I’m not good at it. I never learned it.”

She wouldn’t. Because my girl was the one who needed comforting the most. She used to be this bright star who ran constantly in our garden, brimming with energy. Her eyes used to twinkle so much. She was radiant.

Her once green eyes were purple now and had the amount of darkness that was not supposed to belong to someone who was only twenty years old.

I was not a devout believer. Only my wife had made me pray. The second time I prayed was when we lost our daughter. Since then, I never stopped. I prayed with Elianna every night that Mari would be somewhere safe at least until we found her.

She was not.

If I could take all the sufferings of my kids on their behalf, I would do it gladly. And now, I had to find out that she had to fight for a meal? There was nothing more heart wrenching than that. No child of mine should have experienced hunger or thirst. It hurt that Elianna and I could provide for countless children, our family wealth alone could support realms, we could send other people’s children to school, feed them, and give them places to live.

A part of me did all that wishing that my daughter would receive the same care wherever she was.

Our prayers did not reach the goddess.

She ended up in the orphanage. She ended up with people who destroyed her innocence. She ended up injuring herself and being locked up in a detention room for a single meal. She had to discard her identity as an omega to hide and survive here as an alpha and endured being treated badly.

Goddess, she was the Dragon Queen’s one and only daughter.

Above all, she was my daughter.

She could have had everything. I could have built an entire realm for her if she wanted to.

Looking away was not an option, not when I often caught Elianna waking up in the middle of the night to visit Mari’s room, not when I heard her silent cries as she hugged our daughter’s pillow, not when our baby’s sweet smiles and naughty giggles still echoed in my ears until this very day, not when her brother changed drastically with her disappearance.

We only had three lovely years with Mari, but she lived with our memories.

The wind blew and played with her silver hair. Silver would break me from today onwards. Seeing the color would forever remind me of my failure to keep my youngest safe.

“The wind is blowing, sir. Do you have a wish?” she asked. “I’ll whisper it to the wind for you. And then it’ll whisper to the universe on your behalf.”

How adorably innocent.

My chest ached. “My wish was already granted.”

I had already found her.

Her brows furrowed. “If it was granted, why do you still look hurt?”

“Because my daughter is hurt.”

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