Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 294

Chapter 294

Chapter 294

Snowflakes

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I can feel his gaze on me as I sip the juice through the straw slowly, careful, ‘like he’s memorizing every small movement.

I reach for the plate, fork a tiny bite of the cake, and chew mechanically. Then another sip.

The restaurant hums around us. Clinking silverware, low conversations, the occasional burst of laughter but every few seconds someone glances our way. Recognition flickers. Phones tilt subtly.

“I received your text message last night.”

Alpha Herold’s voice finally breaks the quiet. Low, measured, carrying the weight of an Alpha even when he speaks softly. I pause mid–chew. Slowly I look up.

This is the first time we’ve sat face–to–face like this. No family buffer. No undercurrent of hostility crackling between us.

Just him and me, at a small corner table in a half–full restaurant, sunlight slanting across white tablecloths.

I study him, really study him, for the first time without anger or fear clouding my vision.

He’s… handsome. Younger–looking than I ever imagined. A neatly trimmed mustache frames his mouth; gray eyes steady and piercing beneath dark brows.

Strands of silver thread through his wavy hair, hair that curls exactly like mine at the ends. A single silver earring glints in his left ear. Power radiates from him quietly, naturally. Part of me, some stupid, childish part, feels a flicker of pride.

That’s my father.

But the truth crashes back in almost immediately, heavy and cold.

I lower my gaze to my bag. My fingers tremble slightly as I reach inside and pull out the parchment Aunt Bloom gave me last night. Cupid had grabbed my bag hen we rushed out earlier, bless him.

I slide the parchment across the table.

Herold stares at it for a long moment, frowning slightly, then accepts it with careful fingers. He unfolds it slowly. Reads.

Whatever is written there makes his eyes widen just a fraction. He looks back at me in something close to awe.

“This is from the Celestial Ground.”

I nod softly.

“I went there last night… for a ritual. About my wolf. Why it won’t surface.” My voice stays quiet. “Afterward, the priestess gave me this. She told me to deliver it to you.”

He studies me, really looks for a long, searching moment. Then back at the scroll. Back to me.

“It says you are a Mooncrester,” he murmurs, almost to himself. “And that I should embrace you. The Moon Goddess orders it.”

I swallow hard.

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He said it like he didn’t already know.

Like the words are new.

My heart feels bruised, swollen and sore.

Just half an hour ago I learned another truth. One that still stings like an open wound. And now here I sit with him, closer than we’ve ever been, and part of me wants to cling to this fragile moment. Another part knows it won’t last.

I look at him, really look for a long time. Then the confession spills out quietly, raw, tired.

“I’m dying, Dad.”

The word feels strange on my tongue. Dad. I’ve always use it but now it somehow feels strange.

“I’m sad. I’m… afraid. And I’m tired.” My voice cracks just slightly. “The doctor said I’d go into a coma. The priestess said I’d die. The only way to stop it is to get my wolf back. And the only way to do that… is for you to love me. But I know you hate me. And I know love isn’t something you can force in a few days. So… maybe today is the last day you’ll see me alive. The very last day.”

He doesn’t speak.

He just watches me unblinking, expression unreadable.

I lower my gaze. There’s nothing left to wait for.

I reach for my bag ready to stand, to leave, to let this fragile thing between us end before it can hurt more.

“You’re right,” he says quietly. “I hate you.”

I freeze. Sink slowly back into the chair, stunned.

“Because… you are not my daughter.”

The words land like a physical blow. My breath stops.

He lowers his gaze to the scroll again, understanding dawning as he rereads the priestess’s words. When he looks up, there’s something new in his eyes. Something I’ve never seen there before.

“Twenty–two years ago,” he begins, voice low, “I caught your mother cheating on me with another man.”

My heart stutters.

“I was devastated. Ruined. She begged. Apologized. Swore it would never happen again. And my foolish heart, still in love with my Luna, my mate believed her.

“A few weeks later, she told me she was pregnant with you. I thought… a bastard. The child of her affair. I was furious. For the next nine months I made her life hell. Then the day came.

“I refused to let her give birth in pack territory, wouldn’t allow the midwives near her. So she went to Castle Healthcare. Hours after she left… I panicked. Realized how cruel I’d been.

“I rushed to the hospital to accept her, to accept the child. But when I arrived, I saw the man she’d cheated with. Rage took over. We fought. It turned into chaos. And in the confusion… there was a mix–up.”

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