Chapter 45.
Wolf POV.
I still can’t get my head around the fact that the woman I raised from a newborn is not my
child. Not my blood, not my anything. I’m gutted. Words simply can’t describe how I feel, but I know it’s not my fault. No, it’s that w***e Michelle’s fault.
She was already pregnant with Grim’s child, but she came to me, drugged me and f****d me. Then claimed weeks later that the baby in her belly was mine. Hell, the manipulative b***h
even forged DNA results. All the while my wife, my Caitlyn, ran with my actual blood, Courtney.
The day I finally found them both, I also found out Caitlyn had died. Ripped away from me
before I had a chance to tell her the truth of what happened that night. I could understand
Courtney’s caution towards me, but seeing her looking exactly like her mom with a small
pregnancy bump.
I was both overjoyed and devastated that the love of my life had passed away and I had
missed watching my actual daughter grow and explore the world around her before growing
into a stunning, strong, and capable woman.
I knew it would take time for Courtney to warm up to me and I had to take her with me,
because she was in more danger since the funeral home released Caitlyn’s name. Then to
learn that Chloe had done the same thing to Venom as her mom did to me.
The worst part in all of this is that in the end, after all the drama, blood, sweat, tears, sleepless nights, watching that baby grow to be exactly like her mom. That little girl isn’t even mine.
And to add the cherry on top of this f****d up cake, I slapped my own daughter because I
couldn’t handle the truth. I’m a disgrace.
If my Caitlyn was still alive, I would have been hung, drawn and quartered for laying a hand on our little girl. All for what, my ego, pride, not wanting to believe the words of a traitor?
Now I know the truth. I am coming to terms with it. Chloe doesn’t have my looks or height. She is nothing like Courtney, who is very much like her mom. It would seem Courtney had inherited her mom’s road name. Spitfire. Another dagger to my heart.
But there is no denying her eyes. Those are mine. Her attitude and intelligence that is all my Caitlyn. God, I miss her so much. I’m not too ashamed to admit this, but I do cry myself to sleep, just wishing I could have seen my wife one last time. So full of life. I can only imagine
what kind of mom she was to our little girl.
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Caitlyn was always full of life, happy, but boy, when she was angry, she could knock an
elephant on its ass and command a room with just one look.
Since I was let back out of the cells after I cooled off, I did try to attempt to talk to Courtney, but just like her mom, she walked away to avoid me. I know I will have to work to get her forgiveness and I will do. It broke my heart when I slapped her. The look on her face told me if she wasn’t pregnant or armed, she would have killed me stone dead before I could blink.
But it was the words she spat at me before spitting blood on my face. I am disgusted with myself for what I did to her. I still refused to believe that Chloe was not my daughter, and it still hurts. But still, I need to sort my head out and get in back in the game.
All is not lost. I have a daughter, and she is here in the clubhouse even if she does refuse to speak to me. Courtney is still here. But I know the guys are keeping a secret from me and they
think I don’t know who we have in the cells right now.
Oh yeah, I know Chloe and Michelle are both here, and it is taking everything in me to not go down there and kill Michelle and slap the s**t out of Chloe for everything she has done to my
daughter.
But then I would be no better than Grim. Grim and Michelle may have killed Caitlyn and Chief’s family, but they forced Caitlyn into my path. I never once regretted Caitlyn, only what I did to
her.
Today was the first time since I slapped Courtney that she acknowledged me and that was because we were in a meeting when I took care of that asshole don who was disrespecting her. He and his men have been taken care of and dropped back at their homes with a message from Chief. Basically, f**k around and find out what happens to traitors.
“Dad.” I stiffen on the bar stool before taking a breath and turning in the seat to face Courtney. I gulp as I stand up and walk closer to her.
“Courtney, everything ok?” I ask her because I don’t want to spook her. I scan her from head to toe for any signs of injury, but find none.
“Yeah, erm, can we sit and talk?” she bites her bottom lip and I look over her shoulder and see Venom nodding his head encouragingly. Does he have something to do with this? One way to
find out.
“Of course we can, princess.” I say to her, and she flinches slightly at the term of endearment. I used to call Chloe that, no stop it, Wolf. Chloe is not your child, your child, your flesh, and blood is standing in front of you, heavily pregnant, and you’re standing around like a moron.
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“Take the weight off. She must be getting heavy now. Come and sit down. Do you want a
drink? A snack?” I ask her and she smiles warmly at me and nods her head.
+ Bo
“A soda would be great, thank you,” she replies and I look at Max and he smiles gently and
gets Courtney what she wants. He hands me the glass with ice and Diet Coke, complete with
a straw and some sparkly s**t on a stick.
I offer Courtney my arm and she is hesitant for a moment before she loops her arm through
and I walk with her to one of the sofas. I help her sit down and fuss around placing pillows
behind her back as she leans back and I hand her her drink; she thanks me and I stand not knowing where to sit when she chuckles and pats the seat next to her.
“Dad, I’m not going to bite, but we do need to talk.” She says and I can see Caitlyn in her and I choke on my emotions and I sit down, turning to face her. She sips her drink and I take it from her, placing it on the table in front of her.
“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry for what I did to you. There is no excuse for me putting my hands on you. I’m such a terrible person to hurt you, my daughter. I never should have done that, and I am so very f*****g sorry.” My voice cracks as the sting of tears makes themselves known to me. I blink to stop them from falling as I look up at the ceiling.
When I feel her warm soft hand over my mine and I turn my hand and hold hers.
“Dad, I won’t say it’s ok, because it wasn’t. I can’t even begin to understand how you must be feeling right now and I am sorry you are dealing with all of this on top of everything else. It’s s**t and I hate that it hurt you, I really do. Please try to understand you had to know the truth, and the truth hurts like a kick in the balls. I’m sorry you were lied to, sorry that you were manipulated. There is nothing we can do about lost time. All we can do is try to move past this. I know everything is still raw and you want to burn the world down for the betrayal you have felt, so do I. Those women took me and momma away from you. That is where your anger should also lie.” She speaks the truth, and I look at her as the first tear falls.
Courtney leans closer to me and wipes that tear away, and I hold her hand on my cheek. And a sob breaks free. My soul destroyed and my heart broken into microscopic pieces.
“That is still no excuse for me slapping you no matter how upset I am. I’m deeply sorry for hurting you and your momma. You mean the world to me. You’re right, my anger should be directed at those that did this. I will make them pay so very dearly for what they have done. They tore our family apart and, like the i***t I am, I allowed it to happen. I never should have trusted Michelle, but I promise you. She, along with Grim, will both pay.” I say to her and she is showing nothing in those green–gold eyes of hers.
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“What of Chloe?” She asks, and I look at her for a moment before white hot rage courses through my veins.
“She hurt you, tried to tear your happiness apart. She is her mother’s daughter. But she is not mine, you are. Chloe’s fate, I will leave you to decide. She is not our blood. I see that now. But you, Courtney, you are. So she is yours to deal with. All I ask is that you leave Michelle to me.” I tell her and she turns her head to look around for a brief moment before meeting my eyes again.
“So be it. I warn you now, dad. You get in between me and Chloe when the time comes, I will not hesitate to take you out. For now, I forgive you, but make no mistake, you lay your hands on me again. You will wish you never had.” She says, her voice eerily calm and commanding. I smirk at her before I chuckle.
I move closer to her and hug her, and she hugs me back. I kiss her head.
“Just like your momma.”
