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0159: Daddy's Little Disaster
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2025-12-26 00:32:38
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Fate Or Mates 0162: NEW DAY, SAME MESS
ANGELA’S POVThat morning light felt harsh, like it was pointing a finger. The night had been soft, hiding things in shadow, but the day was sharp and clear. It just highlighted everything I wanted to forget. Aaron’s side of the bed was already cool. He had left a note on his pillow in his familiar, messy scrawl. Seeing it was a little anchor in all the weird quiet. Morning drills. Meet you for breakfast. Stay strong love. - AI clung to routine. Splashing water on my face, brushing my hair, pulling on soft pants and an old blue tunic. Each thing was me saying, okay, I am still here, I am still Angela. But the face in the mirror looked older. The eyes looking back at me knew too much. They held a shadow of the grief still echoing somewhere in these walls.Breakfast could wait. First, I had to see her.Walking to the guest wing felt different. The hallways were not just hallways anymore. They felt charged, like the air was still humming with last night’s devastation. I stopped outside
Fate Or Mates 0161: BROKENHEARTED
ANGELA’S POV“Angela knows?” The hurt in that question was a brand-new wound.“Kimberly told her. To hurt her. To hurt us. Angela… she made me come to you.”A bitter, choked sound from my mom. “My daughter had to force you to be honest with your wife. Goddess, David.”A thud. Like someone sinking to their knees. “I’ve ruined everything. Lost everything. I see it in your eyes. I saw it in hers. Please… I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to make this right. I’ll leave if you want. I’ll go.”The silence stretched, filled only with her crying. When she spoke again, her voice was hollow, scraped clean of every bit of its warmth. I had never heard her sound like that. Ever.“Get out.”“Please…”“I said get out.” It was a scream of pure, unfiltered agony. “I can’t look at you. I can’t be in the same room with you. Get out.”Movement. A stumble. The door handle turned.I panicked. I scrambled back a few paces and ducked into an alcove, pressing myself into the shadows.My father came out.
Fate Or Mates 0160: EAVESDROPPING
ANGELA’S POVHonestly, that whole thing with Kimberly just emptied me out. I was running on fumes, mentally and every other way. Walking back to our wing with Aaron was quiet, but it was a good quiet. He was just this solid, warm presence beside me, and I practically leaned my whole weight on him. My mind was blank. I had done what I had to do, and now a tiredness deeper than anything physical settled into my bones.When we got to our room in his quarters, I went straight to the window. I stared out at the garden, all lit up by the moon. Somewhere in this huge, sprawling Pack house, my world was getting broken apart and glued back together all wrong. I could not get the picture out of my head. My dad, looking so hollowed out, walking to tell my mom the lie he had lived for over twenty years.“Try to rest, Angela,” Aaron said softly. He came up behind me, his hands on my shoulders, his thumbs working at the knots there. “There is nothing more you can do tonight.”He was right, I knew t
Fate Or Mates 0159: Daddy's Little Disaster
Angela’s POVHe looked like he’d aged ten years in a week. His shoulders, usually so straight, were bowed under a weight only he could feel. His eyes, which always had a spark of quiet humor for my mother or me, were just hollow now. Haunted. He looked at Aaron first, a silent Alpha-to-Alpha acknowledgment of the failure. Then his eyes found me.The raw grief in them stole my breath.“Angela,” he breathed. The word sounded broken.Aaron straightened behind his desk but didn’t speak. He was a silent sentinel, giving us this space but ready to move at the first sign of a threat. To him, even my father was a possible source of my pain now.I set the cold teacup down. The click against the saucer was too loud in the quiet. “You know,” I said. It wasn’t really a question.He flinched. He stepped fully inside, and the door shut softly behind him. “Kimberly… she told you.”“She told me everything.” My voice was calm. The calmness seemed to hurt him more than shouting would have. “She’s your
Fate Or Mates 0158: Family Bonding
ANGELA’S POVAaron didn’t take me back to our rooms. Instead, he led me through a maze of quiet hallways, his silence a steady thing beside me. We ended up in his private study. It was all dark wood and tall shelves, the air smelling of old books and that clean scent of his. He guided me to a leather chair near the empty fireplace and knelt in front of me, his hands wrapping around mine.“Breathe, Angela,” he said, his voice low and firm. “Just breathe.”I tried. The air came in ragged at first, but slowly it evened out. The sharp shock was fading, leaving something hollow and clear behind. The ghost had a name now. She had a history, one tied right to my own blood. Kimberly wasn’t just some jealous ex-friend. She was my father’s secret. His living regret. And she’d turned all that pain into a weapon.“All this time,” I whispered, looking down at our hands. “He was so good to her. I thought it was just kindness, you know? Because she was my best friend. Or some old sense of duty. But
Fate Or Mates 0157: Secret Sisterhood
ANGELA’S POV“You hate me.” The words left my mouth, and I heard them as if from a distance. It wasn’t a question anymore, just a cold fact settling in. “This isn’t about something I did without knowing, is it? You just hate me.”“Very perceptive,” she sneered.A sharp, hot frustration sliced through the calm I was trying to hold. Was this all just some twisted echo from the past? “Is this about Julius again?” His name felt like ash on my tongue. “I don’t want him. You can have him, I mean it. Is that what this is?”For a long second, Kimberly just stared. Then she threw her head back and laughed. It was a raw, ugly sound that bounced off the sterile walls and made my skin crawl. What could possibly be so funny?Her laughter changed, curdling into something bitter as her eyes locked on me again. “Julius? You think this is about that annoying pup?” She shook her head, a smile still twisting her lips. “Julius has nothing to do with anything. The hatred I have for you, Angela, is so much
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