Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133 So You Buried Her Fast

Chapter 133 So You Buried Her Fast

Baron’s POV

Across from me, Waylon and Flynn Stone stood frozen, vibrating with anger.

I didn’t need to look at them to feel their judgment.

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I was aware of the state of my attire and the marks Natalie’s fingernails and teeth had left across my chest and throat.

I had spent forty–eight hours drowning in his daughter, and I made no effort to hide it.

Waylon’s expression was grim, his eyes tracking the bruises on my neck with a flickering of gold in his eyes.

Flynn, however, looked like he was seconds away from lunging across the table.

“Alpha Baron, there’s mething I’m not sure I should ask.”

Flynn was the one who finally spoke, his voice cracking with the strain of maintaining civility.

Waylon remained silent, though his Alpha aura was pressing.

“Go ahead,” I said calmly.

Irose and began brewing a pot of tea placed in the hallway,

I was brewing this for them because they were her blood.

Whether Natalie would ever acknowledge them or not was a decision I would leave entirely to her.

But for now, they were the guests of the pack.

Watching me calmly prepare the tea, Flynn’s self–control finally snapped. A flicker of genuine anger ignited in his eyes.

“Baron, I want to ask… what exactly is your relationship with my sister right now?”

The word sister pause for a fraction of a second above the pot.

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“You’d better stick with Natalie or Luna for now,” I said, my voice dropping into a low, warning growl. She hasn’t made her stance clear yet. Yes, the test proves you’re family, but

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what kind of family doesn’t even know their daughter is alive for over twenty years?”

They both flinched at my words as if I had whipped them.

Every time I thought about Natalie’s scarred back, or the way she used to flinch when someone raised their voice, my blood turned to acid.

If the Stone pack, with all their wealth had discovered the baby switch earlier, would she have spent her life as a footstool for a fraud like Sharon?

Waylon seemed to shrink, his shoulders bowing.

“To tell you the truth, the situation back then was complicated,” Waylon began, his voice sounding as though he was holding back tears. “Not long after Natalie was born, my wife, Ruby, developed severe postpartum depression. She couldn’t bear to let the servants or the pack nurses touch the baby. She insisted on doing everything herself, but she wasn’t strong enough. Her mind was… fragile.”

He let out a heavy sigh, staring into the steam rising from the teap

“One day, while nursing, the

same night. I spent weekse my ed. Or so we were told. My wife broke down

completely… the darkness was so much that she nearly followed the child into the grave that

weeks just trying to keep her from jumping off the balcony.”

He looked up at me, his eyes brimming with a desperate kind of honesty.

“I know you probably think I failed as a father for not verifying the body. But I was also a husband and my wife had just endured a traumatic birth, only to face the sudden loss of the

suicidal. Faced with

daughter we had prayed for. Her depression had spiraled into someth, sudden loss of the

that, I had to put the living first, didn’t I?”

man trying to

Waylon’s explanation was reasonable to a point. It was the logic of a desperate man trying to save his mate.

Still, my gaze hardened.

The thought of the pain she went through only made it worse.

“So you buried your daughter in a rush?” I asked, “you didn’t even bother confirming whether the tiny corpse in that crib was truly your child?”

Flynn started to speak, his hand moving toward his jacket, but Waylon held up a hand to stop

him.

Waylon Stone met my eyes directly. And somehow I didn’t see the Alpha of a pack, I saw a

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“Of course not,” Waylon whispered. “Natalie was the princess our entire family had prayed for. Even if she had died, how could we have treated it carelessly? I remember… I wasn’t in my right mind, but I wasn’t a fool. I asked for a paternity test before laying her to rest.”

Waylon frowned as he recalled the details, his voice dropping into a low, pained tone. “i couldn’t handle the pack and the funeral while keeping my wife from her own throat. I asked my younger brother, Xenon, to take care of the details.”

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