Ditched Cheating Alpha, I Led My Daughter to Life's Peak novel Chapter 245

"Why are you asking me this?"

"That's not an answer."

"I don't care." He glares at me. "Do your worst. I'm no snitch." He stands firm, prepared to take the sleeves I'm waving in his direction.

After a few more attempts to scare him, I realize it's hopeless. Darn soldiers. He's not gonna talk.

"Fine." I walk back the way I came.

Time to use reverse psychology.

"But just so you know, Dante." I look back at him dramatically, but he's already running away.

"Hey!" I scream.

He doesn't stop.

I sigh, looking away from him. "I wouldn't be asking you this if I didn't have to," I mutter to myself. No response.

I look around. He's gone.

I look to the left. I look to the right. This man really did up and leave on me. What am I supposed to do now? I hold my head in my hands, sitting on the bench. My last hope ran away!

I pull my phone out to call Michael and tell him the bad news. Plan b failed... Is it too late to kidnap him?

Before I hit the call button, I see something out of the corner of my eye.

Dante reluctantly sits on the edge of the bench, as far away from me as possible. "You have one second. Maybe."

If he's only gonna give me a second, I decide to say everything I can at once. I clear my throat, staring into his eyes. "I'm trying to understand the conflict between the Silvermoon and Bloodmoon packs."

His shoulders tense.

I keep talking, because at any moment he can get up and leave. "My life's been threatened by their werewolves, multiple times, but I still don't know why." I tighten my fists in my lap. I won't beg, but I'll be honest. "I'm desperate here. The only person left that I can think to ask is you."

"We barely know each other," he says.

I nod. "Exactly." That's what a last resort is.

He furrows his brow, getting up. He doesn't leave. He just leans his forearms against the back of the bench, scanning the area around us. He's tense. He's got every reason to be.

He looks at me, and I know he can't read my mind, but I hold my thoughts as if I were holding my breath.

"Why can't you ask them about it?" he asks. "The alphas? The betas?"

"I think you know the answer to that," I say.

"I do?" he asks.

I nod.

He looks confused.

I falter. "Oh... Do... Do you not know?"

He gives me an apologetic look, scratching the back of his neck. "I'm not really in the loop of things. Sorry."

He shifts his shoulders, looking wary. "Let's say that they're..."

"Yeah?"

"Essentially." He clears his throat. "Keeping you in a..."

I nod. "A what?"

"A fairytale," he says.

"Oh come on," I scoff.

"Listen to me," he says. "They're probably not lying. They're just freeing you from the horrors no one wants to see."

"Assuming you're right," I say.

He nods. "And if I am, why go out of your way to ruin that?"

"You think I'm ruining my fairytale?" I ask. Is he serious?

He hesitates, then nods. "I mean, you're going behind your princes' backs."

I smack my forehead.

"And." He talks over my complaints. "You're planting seeds of distrust in their loyal subjects. Take me for example." He gestures towards himself. "You're trying to get a noble knight to change his ways and turn to the Everdark side."

To the... I give him a flat look. "Do you play Morph?"