Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90: Who Are You? 

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“I told you I was more stocked than you, Pops!” I uttered as I walked out of the bathroom after slipping on a pair of my father’s sweatpants and a T–shirt 

“He knew; he just liked to tease!” Rolo replied when my father did not. I sighed, feeling wrong for wearing a dead man’s clothes, and not just because they were too tight. I simply couldn’t bear to leave him alone and go to get my own… And I wasn’t exactly going to sit here in my birthday suit and wait for my Mother! 

My eyes caught my parent’s large oak–carved bed that Father lay on peacefully. He had had it designed for my Mother on one of their anniversaries. If you looked at the beautiful carvings, you would see that the bed told the story of their union. Pulling my eyes from the craftsmanship to my father with a whimper at how peaceful he looked, it would have almost been like he was sleeping if he didn’t smell like rot already, and his body wasn’t rigid and stiff. 

“Pops.. If you can hear me wherever you are, know how lucky I was to have you as my father!” I whispered pointlessly as I sat on the edge of the bed, my eyes filled 

with tears. 

“Do you remember that time you thought you had caught Knox stealing your fancy wine and tanned his ass for not owning up to it? You were so cross as your were saving it for your anniversary… Poor Knox couldn’t sit for a week!” I went on with a smile as I recalled the memory like it was yesterday. 

“It was never Knox; I want you to know that… It was Lilly and Charlotte… He took the blame to save the girls getting the spanking.” I grinned to myself as the tears began to rain from my eyes. “I asked him after why he didn’t tell you it was Lilly, and he said he refused to see the little princess you had turned Lilly into, tainted in your eyes. He knew how much she meant to you!” the lump in my throat swelled uncomfortably, forcing a sob from my lips. 

“He loved you, Pa! I need you to know that!” I sighed, patting his cold hand; 

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turning to look at him, I eyed his clothing and shook my head in anger; they were saturated in blood, something I knew would break Ma if she saw it. 

“I am sorry, Pa, but I have to change you. Ma.. I can’t let her see you like this!” I whispered as I crossed the room and grabbed him a pair of sweats and a shirt. Undressing him was more complicated than I expected because his body was so stiff and uncooperative. But I managed; some of me wanted to burn the clothes, but the rational part knew better. Sealing them in one of his gym bags, I dropped it in the bottom drawer of his chest and looked back down at my father’s bloodied body. 

“Shit, you suffered!” I gasped, hating what I was seeing on my father’s body, potentially at the hands of someone we knew! Blood covered most of him. Disappearing into the bathroom again, I came out with a washcloth and began to clean off the blood that had soaked into my father’s skin. I expected to find deep. cuts or lacerations, given the amount of blood, but I couldn’t find a single wound on him; rocking back on my feet, I held my breath and wondered if my father’s wolf had 

started to heal him. 

“Could you sense his wolf, Rolo? At any point tonight?” I asked, wearing at confused expression. 

“No!” Rolo admitted sadly. 

“Then why does he have no fatal injuries? Sebastian was badly torn apart… It makes no sense.” I whispered as I got him dressed as smoothly as possible and sat back down on the bed, my hands brushing through my father’s wiry hair, the same 

shade as mine. 

“What happened to you, Pops!” I asked as if he was going to answer me. 

“You will need to ask your brother that!” My Mother hissed from the doorway, making me jump. Closing my eyes, I let out a breath, not liking the anger I felt 

I 

tucked into her tone, not so discreetly. Turning, I met her stare with a sigh. 

“Ma, Knox didn’t..” 

“Mean to kill your father?-HIS father?” She asked, arching a brow as she approached, waving me off the bed. Her eyes were red–rimmed from crying; I hated 

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seeing her like this. It was like she had aged in the last hour! 

“Do this.” I corrected her with a truthfulness I hoped she believed. 

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“Are you sure?” A voice asked from the doorway. A voice I hadn’t heard before, raising my eyes to meet the dark face of a stranger. Unbothered by my gaze, he stayed where he was, leaning up against the door frame in a hoodie and dark bottoms, not exactly fitting in with the night’s black tie theme. 

“Who are you?” I asked, fighting to keep the anger from my voice and him intruding on such a private moment. And if Charlotte was right, people thought I 

was working to do for us.