Chapter 132
THEO’S POINT OF VIEW.
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“Oh, please, you’re whipped.” Killian snickers at Lucien as they go back and forthbout Sloane.
“Yes, and so? You’re gonna understand when you actually like someone other than yourself.” I opened my mouth to but in, but my phone vibrated in my
pocket.
I pull it out to see a notification about a text message from my father. That’s odd… Father never texts me.
With a frown, I tap the notification to see that it’s a picture. My heartbeats thunder against my ribcage as I wait for it to download. For some reason, I’m filled with an ominous feeling…it’s like my entire nervous system feels like something’s up, and I won’t be able to take it.
The full image downloads, so I click on it.
It was her.
Seraphina.
She was standing in a spot close to the school parking lot with him. My father’s and rested too close to her arm, his shadow stretching over her like he owned her. She was smiling-barely, but enough to make bile claw up my throat.
Fear and dread claw up my throat at the sight, as my mind screams at me.
‘What if this is a repeat of Luna? What if he already has her sedated and taken off to wherever the fuck he wants?
What if I’ve lost her for good?
I can’t lose Sera…..I fucking can’t.
Before I can think about anything else, three bubbles appear, followed by a text from the sick fucker.
‘Pretty, isn’t she? She’s even prettier than Luna. Don’t make the same mistake twice, son.’
My vision tunneled, as dark spots filled my sight. I could hear Cassian’s voice as he dropped his book to face Killian, but none of it stuck. All I could see was my father’s hand, my father’s smirk, my father’s poison wrapping around Seraphina. All I could think about was Luna, her slit throat, and the blood… There
was so much blood.
My chest seized, each inhale jagged, and Luna’s face flashed again, it’s bloody, pe, and still firm as she lay limp with an open throat in the middle of my father’s living room, the last time I saw her. My father’s voice played in my mind Attachment is weakness, son. This is what happens when you care.
I didn’t waste a second. I leapt out of my seat with false control, and bolted out the elite lounge. I didn’t realise when I started running, all I knew was
that my legs pushed me faster than they’d ever been, till I got to the parking lot.
They were still there. I saw my father standing still too close to her, even as she moved to keep some distance between them, her hand in her tight pocket like she was clutching on to something. His chilling smirk was plastered on hiss as he spoke to her. She didn’t look like she was listening, but had to pretend to care, as an uneasy, fake smile pulled at her lips.
As if he sensed my presence, the moment I took a few more steps in their direct, he turned his head to me. I made eye contact with him, meeting his bone-chilling stare, as he flashed me a twisted smile. I recognized that look…it as the same one he gave me before killing Luna.
Fierce protectiveness filled my chest as I walked over to Seraphina. She blinks ut me in confusion, but I don’t miss the flicker of relief in her eyes as I
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pull her behind me.
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“Ah, it’s my son. Isn’t this fun?” Phillip said, his tone mocking, as he looked at me like he was fighting the urge to laugh.
“Father. What are you doing here?” I asked, keeping my voice monotone, like I didn’t care about anything. But I couldn’t fool him…he’d seen through me. The moment he saw that I’d appeared here not even five minutes after his text, he knew what she meant to me.
“I just want to meet my son’s tutor.” He said, flashing his eyes to Seraphina, who coddled safely behind me. My body language was tense, ready to coil and snap if he reached for her. “Seraphina, don’t you want to see me?” He asked, and my grip tightened.
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