Chapter 137
Bella
I stood facing Jared and narrowed my eyes, trying to understand what I was seeing on his face. He looked tired, and he also looked like someone who had been crying for a long time. His shoulders were slightly slumped, and his gaze kept moving
toward the villa.
For a moment, a small part of my heart softened,
Pain
the he
last. Anger rose quickly and covered it, because cause he looked nothing like the man he was. But that softness did not because he stood outside my home looking misc
ad caused me was not small, and it had not gone away just
“You need to leave,” I said in a shaky voice. “And don’t come back here again. I don’t want you standing outside my home like this, demanding to meet my kids. You’ve lost that privilege
a long time ago!”
Jared’s throat moved as he swallowed. He didn’t argue with me, and that somehow made me more upset, because I had grown used to him ignoring my feelings. He nodded slowly and looked down for a second before lifting his eyes again.
“I understand,” he said quietly. “I know I don’t have the right to ask for anything from you.”
I kept my expression cold. “You also don’t have the right to ask about my children,” I added, because I needed him to hear it clearly. “You will never see my kids.”
The moment those words left my mouth, his face tightened like I had hit him. His eyes turned glassy, and he blinked hard as if he was trying to hold himself together.
“I won’t force you,” he said in a low voice after a moment. “I just… I just wanted to know if they are okay.”
I didn’t answer as my jaw stayed tight.
Jared took a breath, and then he spoke again. “I haven’t seen Lucy after the trial,” he said. “I don’t know where she is. And I don’t have any intention of seeing her again. Just for you to know…”
I stared at him, because the words made me feel guilty.
He continued quietly, “I’m staying at the country house with Isla. Your grandmother… She’s… I didn’t want to be alone.”
I pressed my lips together, and guilt rose higher. I knew exactly where Lucy was. I knew Nancy had taken her away, and I also knew that I couldn’t speak freely about it. Even if I wanted to, there were rules in the supernatural world that didn’t allow humans to expose things, and I didn’t want to break those rules by discussing it carelessly. It made me feel trapped, like I was holding a truth that didn’t belong to me.
But guilt didn’t change my decision. I had built walls around my heart. “I don’t care,” I said bluntly, and I turned away.
I walked back toward the villa, keeping my shoulders straight, refusing to look back. However, as I stepped inside, I could feel his eyes on my back. I shut the door behind me, leaned against it for a second. When I reached my bedroom, I went straight to the window. I pulled the curtain back slightly and looked outside.
Father was still there. He stood in the same spot, staring toward the villa, and he wiped at his face with his sleeve. He looked like a man who didn’t know what else to do with himself. After a few moments, he shook his head slowly, as if resigning to his fate, and then he finally turned and walked away down the road.
I let the curtain fall back into place and exhaled shakily, feeling a confusing mix of anger and heaviness.
“Bella?” Scott’s soft voice came from behind. Noticing my tension, He walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me back against his chest. The warmth of his body felt steady and safe, and for a moment I allowed myself to
lean into it.
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Chapter 137
“What are you doing?” he asked gently, pressing his check to my hair. “Why do you look like you’re about to exploder
1 turned slightly in his arms and told him had asked if he could meet the kid
ut Jared, about how he had been standing outside again, and about the way he
Scott’s expression shifted into confusion, and then into thoughtfulness. “Maybe he’s trying to make amends,” he said carefully. “Maybe he finally realizes what he lost. Bella, I’m not telling you what to do, but… maybe you should give him a
chance.”
The moment he said it, my chest tightened.
“No,” I said stubbornly, shaking my head. “I don’t want to meet him. I don’t want him near my children. He kept me at a distance my whole life, and now suddenly
come close? It doesn’t work like that.”
Scott didn’t interrupt, so my words kept coming.
“Because of him, my life was ruined,” I said, my voice shaking. “He married Lucy. He allowed her into our home. He didn’t protect me. He didn’t listen to me. He looked away while everything fell apart. If he had made different choices, if he hadn’t married her, my life would have been so much better.”
Scott turned me gently so I was facing him. He held my shoulders and looked directly into my eyes. Then he hugged me again, tighter this time, not in a possessive way, but in a way that felt like he was trying to take the stress from my body.
“You don’t need to carry this alone,” he said softly. “And?
you
make sure Jared doesn’t even come into this street again.” “on’t need t
to
If
f you want, I will ask my wolves to
I let out a long breath and leaned into him, the fight in my body slowly draining. My throat tightened, and I felt tears rise.
“I hate that I still feel something,” I admitted quietly, my voice breaking. “I hate that seeing him like that still affects me.” Scott didn’t say anything dramatic. He just held me, rubbing my back slowly, letting me breathe.
I cried silently against his chest, the tears slipping out, soaking his shirt. I didn’t know how long we stood there like that, but I felt my body calm little by little.
Then my phone buzzed. An unknown number flashed on the
screen.
Olivia Harris is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.

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