NovelEnglishKYLE'S POV "How dare you!" He sneers. The spot he just smacked bites as though there are a thousand little ants on it.
Anger brews in my veins as I stare down at him, but I will myself to stay calm. I cannot afford to lose my temper in front of Tessa. It's going to scare her and I don't want that.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Father. I'm not here to discuss Alina. She's dead. She's gone. She's in the past. There's something else I'd like to tell you and mum. Where is she?" "You are not going to see her!" "Cool. I'm going to tell you. You can relay the news to her afterwards." I turn to Tessa whose face has gone totally pale. She is beggingwith her eyes not to do this, but I try to assure her with my eyes that everything is going to be okay. I step away from her so my father can see her. "Father, I want to introduce you to my fated mate, Tessa." My tone is gloomy and anyone who's smart will know I'm not the least enthusiastic about what I'm doing right now.
The look on my father's face changes from anger to disgust.
"An ordinary werewolf? You are mated to an ordinary werewolf?" "Her nis Tessa, father." "You really are not my son! No son of mine will be mated to an ordinary werewolf!" "Werewolves are just as important as Lycans, father. You know that!" "Nonsense!" He shoots Tessa a angry look that sucks out all the oxygen from her lungs. "As if conniving with people to have my daughter killed was not enough, you have the audacity to bring this symbol of weakness... this... this... this thing!" He laments in agony.
"Father. Watch your tone !" "Don't tellwhat tone to use in my house." He rages and I have to hold myself back from telling him this house won't be his anymore in a few days.
That's going to make him lose his mind and I don't want that.
"I am cursed!" He cries, taking several steps away from Tessa and I. "I am definitely cursed. I cannot believe this is happening." "You better believe, father."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Don't. Call. Me. Father!" He strides over toat the speed of light, pointing his index finger at my face.
Tessa hides behindyet again as I engage in heated eye my father. I amenby contact with father!" His voice is a whisper, but it's loud and clear enough. "From this moment on, I cease to be your father. I will no longer acknowledge you as my son and if you ever addressas your father again, I will strike that mouth of yours with a blow. I never want to see your face again." His words hitlike the word form of physical pain, but I swallow them and fish out the courage to smile. I saw this coming and I was prepared for it.
"You're going to regret this. When you're older and there's not a single strand of black hair on your head anymore, only grey, you're going to look back at your actions and feel nothing but shand guilt. You're going to regret everything you did to me. You're going to regret ruining my sister's life." I dare to smile. "And you're going to send for people to getso you can apologise tobefore you draw in your last breath. I will be waiting for that day. For now, goodbye Mr. William."
I hold Tessa's hand in mine and we both storm out of the living room.
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