The Alpha Who Never Loved Me (Serena and Kieran) novel Chapter 63

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From floor to ceiling, the walls were painted in warm tones with gold stripes across them. The decor was new; ‘gold vases, gold frames, gold accents on every surface,

more than Serena and I ever had, more than either of us would ever choose.

My brow creased.

Why would she decorate the house like this? Neither of us liked gold. This was not her taste and it was not mine.

Was this her anger? Was she still upset and wanted me to be upset too?

I shook it off. If she wanted to paint the walls black, she could paint the walls black. What mattered was that she was here. It was just a house; nothing serious.

Footsteps came from the hallway.

Sophie came into view.

She wore a black lacy dress that left nothing to the imagination, but the only thought in my head was why she was here and where my wife was.

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“Where is Serena?” I asked.

‘Sophie clasped her hands in front of her. “I don’t know.

Dr. Blackwell told me to move in.”

My blood went cold.

“Address her as Mrs. Thawthorne,” I said. “She is my wife.”

Sophie lowered her gaze. “I’m sorry. But she told me to call her that way.”

I shook my head; the muscle in my jaw ticked.

“She also contacted the renovation company,” Sophie continued. “She asked them to change the house to the way I liked it.”

The floor shifted beneath me.

I walked to the nearest chair and sat down because my legs did not feel steady.

The renovation was not for Serena. She did not change the house because she wanted to come back.

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She changed it for Sophie. She gave me away the same way she gave away the ring and the divorce papers. She ‘scrubbed every trace of herself from these walls and

replaced it all with gold and lace and another woman’s

taste.

I looked around the living room again. The sage green curtains she picked out were gone. The ferns by the window were gone. The framed illustrations of wolf packs she commissioned for our anniversaries were gone.

Everything that was Serena was gone.

She forced this family on me, a family that was not mine.

Small footsteps came from the hallway, fast and uneven. Ethan ran into the living room and threw himself against my legs; his arms wrapped around my knees.

“Daddy!” His small voice was bright.

I reached down and gently pulled him away from my body.

Sophie rushed forward. “I told him to stop calling you that.’

.” She grabbed Ethan’s hand. “I’m sorry, he inst really sees you as his father.”

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Ethan broke free from his mother’s grip and threw himself at me again. “Father!” His arms went around my ‘waist; his face pressed against my stomach.

I pulled him away again; my hands were gentle but firm.

“I’m not your father,” I said.

Sophie took her son and started to reprimand him but I could not stand there anymore.

I rose to my feet and walked away.

I went up the stairs and down the hall toward the music room. The door was open and I stepped inside.

The room was empty. The two violins were gone; the stands were gone. The shelf where she kept her sheet music was bare. Even the small chair she used to sit in when she practiced was missing; the room smelled like cleaning solution instead of rosin and wood.

“Mrs. Thawthorne made sure to destroy everything that had any trace of her in the house.”

Sophie’s voice came from behind me.

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I walked past her, down the stairs, and through the back door.

The violins were in the yard.

Both of them. The wood was in pieces; the necks were snapped, the bodies cracked open, the strings loose in the grass. She left the pieces on the ground, spread across the yard as if she wanted me to find them exactly like this.

I stood over them and my chest caved in.

I gave her the first violin on her eighteenth birthday. She wore a white dress that night and she had makeup on for the first time; her eyes were lined in black and her lips were a soft pink and she stole my breath when she walked into the room. I kept my eyes on her all through the night, and when I handed her the case and she opened it, her face broke into a smile so wide her eyes disappeared. She held the violin against her chest and she cried from

joy.

She told me it was the best gift she ever received, and I believed her because nobody smiled like that when they

lied.

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