Thinking back now at everything that I have gone through, all the pain and all the suffering. I have endured so much at the hands of the people that are supposed to care and provide for me. The pain and suffering inflicted by my father. Well, who I had always thought was my father.
But I guess it turns out he never really was.
So much of it makes sense now.
I can now understand why I have always been treated the way that I have been my whole life. The way he treated me differently. All the cruel things he has said or done. Never allow me to call him dad or father. Now I know, it's because he wasn't really my dad or father.
He is just a man, an evil man that was burdened with raising someone else's child. Someone's bastard child.
I am brought back to the present by the snapping of fingers in front of my face. "I think she is finally broken, daddy." Bethany giggled at her own joke.
I looked at Bethany, then looked over at my dad. "Are you saying that you aren't my real father? That my mother got pregnant by another man?"
"Well I guess she isn't as stupid as she looks. Although I would have thought she would have figured this out a long time ago. We have never made it a secret that we completely despise her existence." Bethany spoke up again.
Dad rolled his eyes. "Of course, I am not your real father, I could never have created someone as weak as you. You are nothing but a powerless, weak, human that has no use in life. However, your mother does not know that. So, keep your damn mouth shut. Because if she was to ever find out, she would be devastated. Even Bethany knows better than to tell your mother." He growled out.
I hear a gasp, "I would never do that daddy, I know how important mates are to you. Even if I do not understand the whole lure of having a true mate, I would never do anything to harm someone else's mate."
"Wait, how could mom not know that you're not the father. That doesn't make any sense. She would have to know if she got pregnant with another man's child." I said.
Then more to myself than anyone else, I mumbled, "She said she never cheated."
Grumbling, my father stated. "Of course she never cheated on me. Mates can not cheat on each other. I found out your mother was my true mate at a club one night. She walked in with a group of her friends, and I knew the second that I smelled her that she belonged to me."
"When I met her she was already pregnant. I could smell her pregnancy a mile away, but it was so soon into it that she didn't know. I approached her and we started talking, she had no clue that I was a werewolf at the time. The mate bond and I am sure a lot of alcohol took over and before either of us realized what happened we were mated and marked."
Wait, if they are mated and marked, why have I never seen this so called mark. Don't werewolves mark their mates on the other neck? This is not making much sense at all. How could my mother be the mate to a werewolf and I never knew. Does she even know?
I guess they can see the confusion on my face, because as if reading my mind dad speaks up answering my unasked question.
"Werewolves can mark each other wherever they want on their mate's body. It does not have to be on the neck. Although most chose the neck because it is a visual reminder, it is not necessary. Your mothers mark is in a more private area."
Oh, God! Kill me now.
Dad smirked at me, knowing exactly what just went through my mind.
"Anyways after we mated and marked each other, I took your mother home and introduced her to my family. When I brought her home, my stupid brother announced that he smelt her pregnancy, and she just automatically assumed it was my child."
He got a far-off disgusted look, like he was remembering something bad, "I never wanted a bastard child. But when my stupid ass brother announced that he could tell she was pregnant, she looked so radiant and overjoyed. And because I could never harm my mate, I couldn't cause her to miscarriage. Especially since she thought she was caring her mate's child."
"I planned to take care of you once you were born. I had it all planned out, it would have been so simple to suffocate an infant."
"But that damn nurse did not put you in the baby bed as I thought she would. The nurse immediately gave you to her. But for some reason, the moment after your mom held you, your heart stopped, and your mom lost it. As the nurses took you away to try and revive your tiny body, your mother made a vow to the Goddess, that if she took you away, that she would take her own life." He growled out.
Glaring at me, "I couldn't lose your mother, so I made sure that you stayed alive, so she would live too. Because I had no doubt that she was telling the truth, she would honestly leave me behind to be with you. Her love for you was way stronger than the love that we had just started."
"But I was never able to love you. I tried to at least like you for Darla's sake. But even that became unbearable. Just the thought of having a bastard child under my roof, knowing some other man touched my mate, drove me crazy. It is a battle every day to not kill you, because I know the minute that you die by my hands, I will lose Darla forever."
"And that can never happen!" He finished between gritted teeth.