True Alpha's Ch Chapter 139: Father

Chapter 139: Father

When I let go of Toby, the vampires knocked

and Edge out. Yes. Edge was easily knocked out because he was terrified. So, I didn’t know how long we were out and how far we had gotten looking around this tiny, windowless room.

"Edge," I called, whistling to wake him up. He was sleeping in front of , tied up just like . "Edge, wake up!"

I ground my teeth, slid my body down, and rolled on the old wooden floor. Using my foot, I kicked his chin lightly. With my hands and feet tied together, I knew this light kick wasn’t enough. How could he have a nervous breakdown in a situation like this?

I clicked my tongue and kept kicking him while calling his na. He needed to wake up so we could plan to escape. I needed him. If he couldn’t fight, then at least he could run fast.

"Ed — " I stopped as soon as I heard the creak of the door. Light from outside the door stretched to , making

squint my eyes for a little. I gazed up, watching the figure standing by the door vigilantly.

’Why were these vampires so persistent?’ I wondered, shrinking back as the vampire clad in a cloak approached . Noticing he wasn’t stopping even when he got closer, I glared at him.

"What now?" I asked sternly, keeping this false bravado. He didn’t respond as expected, squatting down in front of . I could see his face, but I found myself holding my breath as he pulled his hood down. The second he did, my eyes slowly dilated as my mind went blank.

’What...?’

He gazed at

lovingly. "Rinnie," he called, and I nearly choked. "My daughter."

All I could do was look at Father, my father, whom I thought died a long ti ago. Myriads of question surged in my head, staring at him blankly. I couldn’t even react when he extended his arm to

and cupped my cheek.

This touch and warmth... was sothing I could recognize. Before I knew it, tears escaped my unblinking eyes.

"Why is my precious daughter on the floor?" he inquired, looking at my pathetic position. "Co, let

help you."

Father examined

for a while before he held my shoulder, sitting

upright. I didn’t even retaliate because I could only stare at his face. He was truly my father — there was no doubt. From appearance, voice, warmth, and everything.

"Father..." ca out a muffled voice, watching him smile wearily. He cupped my cheek, letting out a deep exhale whilst keeping his smile.

"How are you, my precious daughter?" his eyes scanned

thoroughly. "Forgive

if I took so long to reunite with you. As you know, your father was in a tough situation."

"How... are you alive?"

"It was a long story, but to make it short..." he sighed as he lowered his eyes, smiling bitterly. "... your uncle, my twin brother, took my place and pretended to be

when the rebels arrived in the king’s palace. I went to you and your mother, but she... has already fallen victim to those from Hendrik Empire and you already ran away."

His eyes sweltered as he looked at

in the eye. "Forgive , my beloved daughter. You had suffered because of . I failed you."

"No." I shook my head, smiling. "It’s not your fault, Father. I’m just glad to see you."

"My daughter..." his eyes softened, pulling

into his embrace. He patted my back gently while I rested my chin on his shoulder, tears rolling down my side.

"My precious and kind daughter, I really, really, miss you."

"Mhm.

too," ca out a soft voice, eyes softening as the side of my lips curled up into a bitter smile. "Thank you..."

"No, my daughter. There’s nothing to thank

for."

"... for letting

see him," I added in the sa soft tone with a touch of bitterness. "Thank you for letting

see my father and embrace him for the last ti."

My father didn’t move for a split second before he released

from his embrace. When he did, my heart sank deeper, seeing another person’s face.

It was an illusion. I knew it. Although I was certain he looked, sounded, and felt like Father, there was this dominant part of

that told

he wasn’t. And I was correct. The man’s lips slightly hooked up into a vicious smirk. But what caught my attention was his pair of empty eyes, as if he wasn’t conscious.

He looked like a marionette being controlled by strings. He could move and sport an impression but his eyes.

"Who are you?" I asked bitterly and calmly.

"Heh... no wonder Ashton died." The man raised his hand, tucking my hair behind my ear. "The little princess in the holy tower of Everfell is quite clever and perceptive. I didn’t expect you to figure it out — not that soon."

"What do you want from ?" I narrowed my eyes, keeping eye contact with him. I wasn’t staring at the person in front of , but at the eyes behind those empty ones. The one who was controlling this vampire.

"You. What else?" he snickered, sending a chill down my spine. "My father wants you and everything that my dear father wants... I want them too."

I clenched my teeth, making my jaw tighten. "What will you do to

once you get ?"

"Mhm..." he pressed his lips, humming, eyes scrutinizing . "If I tell you, you’d be terrified. I didn’t an to scare you than I already did."

"Who said you did?"

His lips stretched into a grin and laughed. "Right!" he wheezed, smacking his lips. "How amusing. Didn’t the Everfell raise you, the lamb, to be the purest being close to god?? How can you lead astray in such a short period of sleeping with the dogs?"

That made

froze, wide-eyed. He knew about what Bowie told ? My reaction seed to please him, rocking his head while resting his arms on his thighs.

"It seems you have heard it. Did those bears tell you? I heard the bears and the werewolves miraculously had agreed to a treaty. There’s no other reason for that to happen without the lamb’s help." He leaned his face forward with his eyes full of contempt. "So tell , little lamb. What did the wolves know?"