Maxmillian knight hunted past

"A Hundred and fifty years ago, at a bar in a hotel. Do you remember the lady you made out with? The lady you told all your problems to while you were drunk and wasted?" Grace asked.

"What?" Maxmillian exclaimed, looking unsure of what Grace said.

"That was a hundred and fifty years ago. How are you both still alive?" he asked curiously.

"Alexander here is the product of that night," Grace said, pointing at Alexander, who kept glaring at Maxmillian.

"Good day, Father," Alexander greeted. His voice was thick and deep. "You look so confused. I thought you'd be happy to see me. Mum was right after all," Alexander added.

"I need you both to leave my house immediately," Maxmillian commanded.

"That is not going to happen," Grace objected. "Alexander is your blood, and you will, and must treat him like one," Grace declared.

"I don't want to disrespect you…"

"Or what?" Grace barked. "I have taken care of your son for the past hundred and fifty years, and now he's able to see his father, you want us to go back? That is not happening, Mr. Maxmillian, Knight," Grace threatened, the anger in her tone was alarming and scary. "You made out with me, turned me into a monster, just like you, and now your son… Is no different. Deal with it," Grace concluded.

"What we did was a mistake, a mistake that is entirely your fault," Maxmillian said.

"Were you expecting me to abort my child?" Grace asked.

"What do you want from me? How do you eveb expect me to believe he is mine?" Maxmillian asked.

Just immediately, Alexander's eyes went red. Just like that of Maxmillian whenever he is angry. His fangs were long and sharp.

"Does that explain enough?" Grace asked him.

After a lengthy talk, Maxmillian kept pacing from one corner of his sitting room to another. His guests were seated on his couch, watching him gallivanting. There was silence among the three of them as they kept on gazing at each other remotely.

"I will pay you off," Maxmillian offered, breaking the silence. "Any amount you want. Just name your price," he pleaded.

"We don't want your money," Alexander replied.

"Well, I'm sorry, I can't be a father to you, Alexander. You never planned. I had no idea that I had a child. I can't even call you son," Maxmillian defended.

His heart began beating so fast that both Grace and Alexander could hear his heartbeat. Maxmillian became bewildered.

"I will see what I can do. But I'm not promising anything. Any decisions I made should be followed," Maxmillian knight warned.

"Fine," he agreed. "You can stay for a while," Maxmillian said, "let me go get things straight with Amelia, I will be right back."

"What? Are you scared we are going to eat her up if we stay here with you?" Grace teased. She had a weird smile on her face which made Maxmillian begin to wonder if Grace was jealous that he had found another woman.

"Only the thought of doing that would make me tear you apart into different pieces," Maxmillian threatened.

Maxmillian was speechless. He had no words to explain to Amelia that all of this had happened in the past. He was filled with random thoughts as he walked to his bedroom, wondering what Amelia was going to do.

Amelia looked really upset, folding her clothes angrily into her box. With tears rolling down her chin uncontrollably, she stopped for a moment and began gallivanting from one corner of the bedroom to another. Immediately she heard the sound of the door opening, and she knew immediately that it was Mason.

"Why?" She asked, looking profusely, yelling at the top of her voice "Is she the reason you have refused to make love to me?" Amelia asked.

"What are you doing?" Maxmillian asked the moment he sighted Amelia's bag on the bed.

"I'm leaving you, Max. I can't do this anymore," Amelia cried out. "You cheated on me," she yelled.

"What? No," Maximilian replied defensively. "I would never do such a thing, I swear with my life."

"Then what happened downstairs?" She yelled at him.

"It's a long story," Maximilian replied with his face bent. He couldn't look back at Amelia.

"I want to hear it," Amelia said.

"I had no idea I had a son. It was just a one-night stand with a random lady years ago, I promise. I don't even know how she found me," Maxmillian said.

Amelia stared at him with disgust. "I thought you meant it when you said I was the only woman in your life, Maxmillian. I thought you told me you would love only me. Everything you said was a fallacy, a total lie. How can I ever trust you again?" Amelia asked.

She got more upset and decided to leave the room; she couldn't bear the stigma of shame that Maxmillian had brought upon her. He tried to hold her hand, but she was too fast to let go.

"It's not like you would let me leave if I wanted to. I'm going out to get some air Max, I can't stay here with you," Amelia said.

As soon as Amelia walked out of the bedroom, Maxmillian broke down in tears. He couldn't tell Amelia that whatever happened between him and Grace was a hundred and fifty years ago. He couldn't bring himself to tell Amelia that he was a shape-shifting Alpha werewolf and that he had lived for two hundred years. Nothing was making sense to him at that point. All Maxmillian wanted at that moment was to be with Amelia.

At about 7 pm, Maxmillian had set out to go look for Amelia since she hadn't returned to the house after leaving so furiously. He had hoped that nothing bad had happened to her. But just as he was about to leave, Grace interrupted him.

"Are you going out?" Grace asked. She had a kitchen glove on. "I made dinner. Please tell me you are hungry," Grace added.

"I'm not. I am going to search for Amelia," Maxmillian said. His voice became deep all of a sudden.

"Oh! She went on a stroll with Alexander," Grace reported.

Just immediately, Maxmillian looked more furious after hearing such news.

"Tell me you are joking," Maxmillian commanded.

"I wish I was," Grace replied.

Maxmillian's heart began beating fast; he was scared that Amelia would be in danger since he had no idea how dangerous Alexander might be. He rushed out immediately, looking restless, using every scent he could perceive to track Amelia down.