Chapter 67

The collective gasp that left the table was audible, and I could see everyone looking in our direction while my father sputtered for words. However, Ava howled with laughter. So much so that the Mayor’s wife looked at her as though she was absurd. It was really hard to keep my composure because my sister had the funniest laugh. Ava had one of those laughs that made you laugh because the sound was ridiculous. My mother elbows her and shuts her up effectively with a glare while my father growls at me. His canines slipped from between his parted lips as he glared up at me.

The Mayor’s wife looked at my father questionably. “You have another daughter?” she asked, clearly shocked by this news. Alpha Nixon, who was about my father’s age, with thick blonde hair combed to one side, looked outraged as he stared at us all. My father tried to explain before turning his anger on me, and his hands slapped the table, but I just stared unflinchingly. This was my home, and if he wanted to deny my existence, fine, but he wouldn’t be doing it under my roof. My mother gripped his forearm, and she glared at Alpha Nixon’s wife like she was about to have a go at her, but a growl from my father had put her head down as he glared daggers at me.

“You are not my daughter; you haven’t been since the day you became a rogue – who*e- ” His words stopped when I felt tingles rush across my neck as fingertips and a warm palm cupped the side of it before moving to my shoulder. Valen’s scent wafted to me before I felt his lips graze my jawline as he buried his face in the side of my neck. My father’s anger dissolved as he stared in shock. Valen tugged me to his side when his hand moved down my arm to my waist, pulling me closer to him. The room turned silent, so silent you could hear a pin drop.

“I don’t think I have introduced my mate, ” Valen said calmly, though his aura was deadly, and Alpha Nixon’s wife dropped her head, her cheeks heating. I noticed how uncomfortable all the Alphas became in the room, the tension high as Valen, the most prominent figure in the City and strongest, most feared Alpha, addressed my father.

My father huffed and shook his head before he blew up. Alpha Nixon glared at my father, and my father looked at Ava, and she shrunk back in her seat.

Although the smile never left her lips, this was prime entertainment for her.

“I know exactly who this rogue-wh0*e is, and she is not your mate,” he added, shooting me a glare.