Drystan’s POV
“Theron,” I uttered his name coldly and grabbed his arm when we finally reached the hallway, stopping him from his tasks.
Seeing how I grabbed their Alpha, his entourage of guards stepped forward, their postures rigid and protective, ready to swiftly intervene and shield their Alpha from me. However, before they could even lay a finger on me, Theron raised his hand, silently signaling them to calm down.
“What do you want?” I hissed at Theron with my brows firmly pressed together as I stared at him with a narrowed gaze
The air around us cackled with tension as I held my ground, unwavering, meeting Theron’s piercing gaze with my own resolute stare.
I still believe that there is a hidden motive as to why Theron would use their Pack’s sacred treasure to save Astrid.
I was about to ask him about that during dinner last night, but he distracted me from doing that by offering me a Pack Alliance.
I had suspected that maybe he and Astrid already knew each other from before, but their interaction earlier proved that they had no prior connection with each other.
Astrid didn’t even know that the man who was standing right in front of her was the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack.
Since Astrid doesn’t even know who he is, why is he so determined to save her?
Theron’s face remained impassive when he heard my question. He wore a carefully crafted mask of control, but I could sense that he was hiding something from me.
“I don’t want anything in return, Drystan. I did all this out of the kindness of my own heart,” Theron answered, still trying to deceive me.
He thinks I would buy that lie just because I always fell for his tricks in the past? I might have fallen for his tricks in the past, but it was only because he had innocent intentions behind it. I couldn’t tell what insidious motives he had.
I scoffed. “I don’t think you used your Pack’s sacred treasure to save Astrid out of your own heart.”
Theron is the closest friend that I ever had. I know him very well. Despite always having so many tricks underneath his sleeve, he always had a pure heart. However, it’s been years since we last saw each other. I have no idea how much Theron has changed.
Since this concerns Astrid, I need to be wary and careful with him. I do not want to put Astrid in another danger again.
“I see, I see what you are trying to say,” Theron simply nodded his head. I felt like he was not taking me seriously.
“What makes you think that I would do that?” Theron asked me questioningly. “She was dying, but I took her in my Pack and used our Pack’s sacred treasure to save her. Why would I desperately save her life if I plan to harm her?”
I fell speechless. I couldn’t answer his question. “Then why are you doing this?!” I demanded.
I’ve been overthinking because he has been hiding the truth from me. Why can’t he just tell me the truth?
“I think…” Theron took a deep breath and paused, a conflicted expression etched on his face. “I think Astrid is my daughter.”
My eyes widened. “What?” I blurted out. “You’re his father?” I repeated in disbelief. “How could that be? If you are her father, then what was she doing in the Silvermoon Pack?”
Theron didn’t answer. He just sat on his couch and burrowed his face in his palms.
“How could Astrid be your daughter? She doesn’t even have an Alpha blood,” I spoke again questioningly.
It doesn’t make any sense. This whole thing confounds me.
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