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Chapter 5

Zenith’s POV

“Mommy, is this the old friend from your dreams?” Sabrina’s son asked, and we instinctively glanced at each other briefly.

“Mommy, would explain later baby,” Sabrina said, pulling Eli down. “You need to sit down, it's not safe to stand in a moving car.”

Sabrina fished out a tab, and a headset, and handed it over to Eli to keep him busy, but the unanswered question still hung in the air, alongside a fact–there’s a man Sabrina always dreams about, so much that she even told her kid about it.

I'd bet all the money I'm the world it's the bastard she cheated on me with–its been years and thoughts of him still invades her thoughts, so much that she even dreams about him.

Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic.

My gaze drifted to Sabrina once again through the rearview mirror, but she was intentionally avoiding gaze. I can't believe this was the same woman I fell in love with back in high school.

Has she always been like this, or was I so blinded by my love for her that I didn't even see her for who she truly is?

My gaze drifted to Eli, boy was a spitting image of Sabrina If I had randomly crossed part with him in completely different circumstances I'd swear he was hers.

A wave of sadness settled over me, and I quickly averted my gaze, and tried my best to focus my attention on the road.

The kid isn't yours, Zenith. I repeated countless times in my mind to keep me grounded.

Alder has been quiet since Sabrina arrived with Eli, and I wouldn't blame him, he had hoped that somehow, someway the kid would have been ours. Sabrina had lied about a lot of things, so he had hoped she was also lying about the kid too, but she wasn't. That's not something you can lie about easily.

As wolves, we can easily tell if a pup is ours, and Eli wasn't.

As shameful as it is to admit, I had also held on to hope, even though not as much as Alder, but a fraction of hope that the kid would be ours.

Yes, she cheated, I felt every inch of the pain from her betrayal.

But still…..I had hoped.

Hoped that somewhere along the line she had conceived for me before cheating with that bastard.

But I was wrong. So. Fucking. Wrong.

“Alpha Zenith,” I heard Cross say quietly, before the car swerved to the right sharply and came to a halt, snapping me back to reality, and that's when I noticed what was happening.

My overwhelming sadness had turned to anger so much that my pheromones had seeped out in high doses, it made Cross nearly lose control of the steering wheel.

I took a deep breath, and unclenched my fist that was already drawing blood, and I wiped it off with a handkerchief.

I instinctively looked over at Eli, and the little guy was so invested in what he was watching and didn't pay mind to anything. Sabrina on the other hand looked like she was fighting for her life two seconds ago, as colour gently returned to her face.

“I'd like to pick some important things from my apartment,” Sabrina said to Cross, like he was the one in charge.

Crossed glance at me for approval.

“No.” I said with finality.

“I'm not leaving my son's memories behind!” Sabrina snapped, finally looking at me before turning her attention back to Eli who suddenly looked at her.

“Mommy, are you okay?” He asked, taking out his headset.

Boys and their momma's.

Funny how two seconds ago when the car swerved he was unfazed, but he heard his mother being agitated, and everything was put to a stop.

“I'm fine sweety,” Sabrina assured him with a smile. “Mommy’s a little stressed out from work,” she placed his headset back on, and urged him to continue with what he was doing. Playing games.

Eli looked over at me with accusing eyes, and I felt….guilty. Why? I had no idea.

Maybe because he was five years old, and just as many kids his age I'm sure he has a favourite toy.

Hell, I still slept with a stuff animal till I was eleven. My father always said it made me look weak like some little girl, but there was absolutely nothing he could do about it because my mom wouldn't let him take it away from me.

Well…that was until a year after she died, and he burnt my stuffed animal, and every other toy I had from childhood. I had nightmares for weeks, and resented him for as long as I could remember.

So yeah, I understood perfectly what Sabrina was on about, I just allowed anger to cloud my sense of reasoning. But why punish a child for an offence he played no part in. He wasn't the one who had absolutely no respect for our sacred mate bond. He's just a kid caught in the terrible decisions of grown adults–his parents.

“Ten minutes,” I said out loud.

Cross nodded, and took a turn that'll lead us straight to Sabrina's neighborhood.

“How did you–” Sabrina began to say but stopped midway, as it dawned on her that I must have done my due diligence by finding out every fucking thing about her life here amongst the humans since finding out she was alive and kicking.

We arrived at Sabrina’s apartment, and she got down alongside Eli, while Cross and I stayed behind in the car.

“So….what’s your plan for Sabrina?” Alder drawled quietly through the mindlink., and that’s when it dawned on me that I hadn’t really thought about it.

I was so pissed off about the fact that she was alive and well, that I didn’t think about anything else. And believe me there was so much to think about.

My wife. My father. The council. The entire Pack who watched me get publicly humiliated as I squirmed from the pains of betrayal in front of all of them.

And then there’s me….

“Zenith..” Alder grumbled impatiently.

“Nothing she hasn’t already been doing,” I bit out, hating myself for still feeling hurt after over how many years. “She’s a whore, and she’ll continue to do what whores do…spread her legs and keep my balls empty.”