Helanie:
"You are right," I smiled, and that’s when his smile started to fade away. He narrowed his eyes, probably waiting for me to finish what I was here for.
"I came back and marked your son. In fact, we will be having a baby soon," I gave him a wide smile, watching the horror fill his eyes.
"No," he uttered, shaking his head.
"You cannot win. You didn’t—" It was a harsh reality hitting him hard. He did so much and even lost his crown, all for me to come back and take the son he so desperately wanted to hide from me.
"Tell me it is a lie!" he screamed, while I began to laugh.
"Why would I lie? I’m just happy I got so much more now. So in a sense, you are right. You made me a marked mate of your son, not an Alpha Queen." I was hitting him back with the same kind of torture he thought he was giving me.
"That cannot happen. I fucking lost everything trying to keep him away from you—no!"
He dropped to his knees and began sobbing.
"I fucking hate everyone. Why am I facing so much pain when you are doing just fine?" he kept screaming, hitting his forehead on the floor repeatedly.
"But why are you worried? Didn’t you say I have another monster awaiting me?" I asked, watching him slow down and raise his face again.
"Yeah! hahaha," he let out a laugh, but when I smirked, he began to lose his confidence again.
"I took care of that monster as well," I bluffed, and he started to hyperventilate.
"No, you cannot defeat her. Darcy is way more powerful than me, and she will never lose."
The minute he said her name, I realized who was behind his hatred for me.
It made me wonder, how long had Diaz and Darcy known they both hated me?
"Well, you’re wrong about that. Besides, Altan said he would give his life before mine. So if Darcy tries attacking me, your son will die first. And he will die for me."
I watched him take deeper breaths and then start hitting himself again, this time more violently.
"No! My son can never be such a loser. He cannot become a slave to your love. Not after I ruined my life getting rid of you! Darcy was right about you—you’re a leech. You shouldn’t have been born. You were always going to ruin lives one day," he was crying hysterically, yelling and screaming.
All the while, I was shocked that Darcy had so much hatred for me.
I watched him go crazy, and then the nurses appeared, trying to calm him down.
He was screaming and doing all sorts of craziness, so they had to decide to give him more shocks.
I watched him suffer, then finally walked out of the asylum.
Emmet had been leaning back against the car, using his phone by the time I arrived.
"Talking to Azura?" I reached him and said as I peered over his shoulder.
"She’s asking me if I’m certain it’s Azura," Emmet replied, steadily stepping away from the car and opening the passenger door for me.
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