Todos os capítulos de Alpha, My Daughter Will Never Call You Father: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 15

He stood for two whole hours in front of the stinking ditch where Annie used to fight stray dogs for food and dig for scraps of cloth.He went to the underground mine.He looked at the jagged stone steps I'd once crawled up on broken legs, one by one, and at the bloody handprints I'd left on the walls.Then he went to that dark, damp back-alley clinic.He stared at the stone bed still stained with black blood, and at the battered old furnace in the corner where they'd burned my body.Finally, he walked to the broken-down wooden shed at the far end of the slums.The shed didn't even have a door. The wind came in from all sides, and in the corner there was still a pile of moldy straw and half a pot of wild-greens soup frozen solid.Sebastian stood outside the shed, shaking all over. For a long time, he couldn't bring himself to take a single step inside.Maybe now he could finally understand how cold and hopeless it had been for me, missing half my wolf heart and blind in one eye, to liv

Annie sat beside him, clutching the urn, watching his every move with a stern expression."There are words Mommy carved here. No glue.""Okay. Daddy won't put any glue there.""Mommy couldn't see properly when she carved these lines. I don't want you to smooth them out.""Okay. I won't touch them at all.""And don't cry on the tablets. You'll wash away Mommy's scent."Sebastian froze, then hurriedly lifted his sleeve and awkwardly wiped away the tears hanging from his chin."Okay. Daddy won't cry. I'll never get Mommy's things wet."Once all 36 bark tablets were arranged by the notches along their edges, the faint marks on their backs formed one final letter.Alongside the bedtime stories for Annie, there was something else.The last few lines at the bottom were addressed to him."Seb, if you're reading this, it means you finally brought Annie home."Sebastian looked like someone had grabbed him by the throat. He didn't even dare breathe hard, but fat tears splashed onto the floor."Do

She couldn't write a name as complicated as Sebastian yet, so in the blank she drew a big, wobbly black wolf.The black wolf was really ugly, with two big bumps on its head, but its paw was holding tight to a little pup.Martin smiled and patted her head. "Annie, who's this you drew?"Annie turned and looked at the tall man standing outside the school fence in the wind and snow."A bad daddy who cries a lot."Her voice was soft, but the wind carried it clearly to Sebastian's ears.Outside the fence, Sebastian swayed, his eyes so red they looked as though they might bleed.He quickly turned his head away and pressed his sleeve hard against his eyes.Annie came pattering back to the fence and glared up at him with a fierce little face."Didn't you swear yesterday you wouldn't cry? Big boys keep their promises!"Sebastian crouched by the fence and smiled at her. "Daddy's crying because he's happy," he said hoarsely."You cry when you're happy too? So dumb.""Yeah. Daddy's the dumbest."My