Chapter 35 The Truth Revealed

Seraphina's POV:

As my breath started to fade, a sharp pain shot through my chest, and I clawed at his arm like a wildcat.

But Silas's grip was like a freakin' vice, not budging an inch no matter how hard I fought.

Just when I was about to black out, thoughts of missing Charles, recently vanished Lucas, and Saki waiting for me at home flashed through my mind.

No way I'm dying here!

Thinking about my kids lit a fire under me. I summoned every last bit of strength and kicked Silas hard.

He reacted fast, blocking with his hand, but I swiped at his face with my nails, leaving deep scratches.

He couldn't dodge in time, and my nails tore into his smooth skin. At the same moment, he let go of my neck.

I crumpled to the ground, clutching my chest and sucking in air like it was the last thing on Earth.

The terrifying feeling of suffocation brought tears to my eyes.

Silas touched his cheek and saw the blood. His already grim face turned downright scary.

The nearby werewolves, seeing this, dropped to their knees, scared out of their minds that they might be next to face the Alpha King's wrath.

Silas was so pissed he didn't even yell. He just stared at the blood on his hand with this unreadable look.

Even though he didn't say a word, the icy vibe coming off him made the surrounding werewolves shake in their boots, too scared to even breathe.

"Are you nuts?" I yelled.

Having dodged death, I was burning with rage.

Wiping away my tears, I screamed at him, "So what if you're the Wolf King? Does that give you the right to kill whoever you want? What's it to you that I'm looking for my son? What gives you the right to choke me without knowing a damn thing?!"

"You're asking for it!" Silas, seeing the scratches and hearing me shout, came at me with bloodshot eyes, oozing killing intent.

Even though I refused to back down, his powerful Alpha King aura made me step back, regretting my outburst.

Going head-to-head with him wouldn't help me find Lucas and might just get me killed.

At that critical moment, Harris came running over with some surveillance footage. "Mr. Everhart, maybe this video will clear things up."

Silas's POV:

Even though I wanted to strangle this damn woman, finding Alex was more important. With the surveillance footage, I wanted to see how she'd explain herself.

I shot her a glare and took the laptop Harris handed me. 

Stella staggered to her feet and cautiously stood a bit away from me, craning her neck to see the surveillance video.

Ignoring her, I hit play.

The city's plaza had some ancient electrical circuits, and a few of the surveillance cameras were old and glitchy. The footage Harris got was from the Statue of Liberty's raised arm, showing just the tops of people's heads. The image was kinda blurry, but you could still make out what was happening.

In the footage, "Alex" was crouched at the base of the statue when two sketchy thugs came at him, raising wooden sticks to whack him.

Right then, a kid about the same age suddenly rushed in front of "Alex," taking the hit.

The dangerous scene made my heart skip a beat. Even though it wasn't Alex getting hit, seeing that little boy take the blow made my heart ache, and I felt this suffocating pressure.

"Lucas!" Stella suddenly let out a gut-wrenching wail beside me. "That's my son!"

Her son?

I was a bit taken aback.

Seraphina's POV:

At first, I thought the boy crouching on the ground was Lucas. It wasn't until the boy who rushed forward appeared that I realized it was Lucas getting hit!

Even though I couldn't see his face, I recognized the clothes he was wearing. It was the outfit I had bought for him and Saki a few days ago when we went shopping. "Lucas" had been shy and embarrassed but cherished that outfit, even insisting on hand-washing it when it got dirty.

"Lucas." My heart felt like it was being ripped apart. "That's my son."

"Your son?" Silas sounded skeptical.

I could hear the doubt in Silas's voice, but I didn't want to argue with him. At that moment, it felt like countless blades were piercing my body, the pain indescribable.

Before this, I had always told Lucas to be a brave warrior and protect those around him. Now, he had truly done it.

He was brave, protecting other kids, but he had put himself in danger.

In an instant, I didn't know whether to feel proud of his bravery or regret teaching him to do that.

I collapsed to the ground, covering my face and crying in agony.

My Lucas, I didn't know his situation, and he must be scared when he woke up.

It was all my fault. I'm an unfit mother. I lost Charles years ago and still haven't found him, and now I've let Lucas fall into danger.

I don't deserve to be their mother.

My heart felt like it was being torn to pieces. Every tear that fell tugged at my painful nerves, making me tremble and cry uncontrollably.

I could no longer control my emotions rationally. Like any mother who learnt her child was in trouble, all I could do was cry.