Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 466

Chapter 466: The past

Leilani.

For a couple of minutes, I simply sat there, dazed and confused while clutching at the folder in my hands as if holding onto dear life.

I squeezed tighter and tighter until the folder’s spine broke, but I didn’t let go. I couldn’t. Because at the moment, all I felt was the intense betrayal. All I heard was Gavin’s voice on repeat, telling me about how much of a fool I was for believing in Darius even for a fraction of a second.

All I saw was the self righteous look on his face when I asked him if he knew anything about my father’s death and the way he had responded to me as if lied against.

He had said no.

He had lied to my face.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt someone shove my shoulder slightly, and blinking, I realized that it was Gavin, and that he was still staring at me with that look of worry in his eyes.

He drawled; "The name sounds familiar, right?"

Yes, it does sound familiar; and yes, I was right!

However, hearing that didn’t bring me any form of peace nor did it make me feel any better. Instead, all I felt was a tightness in my chest, a tightness that will not go away.

My body thrummed with emotions left unchecked and my eyes filled with tears— tears that slowly streamed down my face as I buried my face in my hands and hissed;

"I always knew that he was hiding something. I always suspected that he was not telling me the full truth..."

"He gained too much from your father’s death to not be a suspect..." Gavin murmured softly, "...and now, it is almost obvious why he did it in the first place."

To become Alpha.

To rule the pack, especially as the outcast that he would’ve been if not for my father.

No one needed to tell me that for me to know. But what I didn’t understand was how he managed to go to those lengths just to have Ragnar out of the picture. I also wondered how he had come to scheme with Alpha Zach and Beta Malakai—

"What will you do?" Gavin suddenly asked, once again, snapping me out of my thoughts and this time, I just sighed because truth be told, I wasn’t sure. For the first time in a long time, I had no idea what to do when cornered with a challenging situation.

I shrugged; "I’ll need to meet with that Valemont."

"Which Valemont?" Gavin asked in confusion.

"The man who recently moved to NYC and has been doing business with Frostclaw."

At my words, he nodded, but he could hardly hide the worry in his gaze nor the way it dripped off each word he said next when he drawled; "Be careful."

"I will be," I said, smiling, "thank you, brother."

I watched him rise to his feet and chuckled when he ruffled my hair with his fingers. He then turned to leave but just after taking a step, turned around and called out softly;

"Leilani."

I cocked my eyebrows, looked up at him and snorted; "huh?"

"I have never had the opportunity to say these words to you because I was never sure of how you would translate it, but I sincerely want you to know that I am here for you... always."

"I know..." I said softly but stopped when he continued to speak. He muttered;

"I do not care if you are half Lycan or half the moon goddess herself, you’ll always be my little sister, Leilani, and I will spend the rest of my life making up for all the times I was not there for you."

I didn’t want to react too strongly to his words. I didn’t want to show him just how broken and sore they made me feel... but something about the words he said, and the way he said them made my eyes instantly brim with tears. I shot out of my chair even before I could stop myself, rounded the table in one stride and threw my arms around his neck.

I fell into his waiting arms with a force and buried my burning face into his chest. The tears that poured out of my eyes afterwards were insane. It felt like a dam had broken and that all my emotions were now out in the open.

I do not know for how long I stood there, clutching onto his shirt like my life depended on it; But when I finally came to, I felt way better and the tightness in my chest had loosened. So I smiled, pulled away from him and whispered;

"Thank you, Gavin."

And I meant it.

"You’re welcome." He responded with a grin.

My eyes dropped to the stain on his crisp shirt— the stain that was as a result of my incessant crying— and as soon as I saw it, a blush crept up my face.

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