His Estranged Mate

Chapter 63: Hidden Truths

CATRINA

"Hey."

A voice is heard when I go to open the car's door. Turning back, I see my godfather standing in front of me in his I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-others stance.

"Yes?" I ask politely. I don't know what happened but the last time when I was standing below that tree watching my family fight, I had expected Dominic to help but he didn't. He was standing there watching the fight as if it's a comedy show. And it hurt.

It hurt to see that my godfather was not at all bothered at the sight of those rogues hurting his friend and his goddaughter's mate. He did nothing and it hurt.

"Vampires are cold, not wolves," he snorts at his own joke but I don't smile.

"I am dormant, not a wolf," I whisper. The aspect doesn't hurt me now as much as it affected me before. Not after Connor protected me from his own father. If I am supposed to shift, then I will and if not, it's fine by me. As long as I get to have a family with Connor along with my biological family, I have no complaints.

Dominic shrugs and then lifts his face to look at me. That's when I see his eyes. His red eyes. Not just the brown eyes with flickers of red in between but the full red eyes as if his pupils are bleeding red. It's bright like the colour of red roses. Like blood.

Knowing instinctively that something is wrong, I look at Cayden to check if he senses it too but he doesn't. He is making faces at Rieka who's leaning towards him a bit but pulling back when Cayden tries to touch her.

She's still unsure of him, not allowing anyone close to her except for Sierra, me and Connor.

"Hey, Dominic. How's the torture going on?" Connor asks him walking out of the house and towards the car. Dumping the suitcase in the trunk of the car, he rounds around the car and stands on my other side, not forgetting to throw a glare at my brother which is returned wholeheartedly.

"Yeah. Good. Can I talk to your mate?" Dominic asks once again surprising me. Connor also is shocked perhaps because he looks at me questioningly. I just shrug because I don't know what's going on here.

"Sure. She's your goddaughter," replies Connor and takes my baby girl from my arms. "Go say your goodbyes, baby. He's bound by his species. It's not his fault, you know, yes?" he whispers in my ear and I am surprised at the perceptiveness of my once ignorant mate.

I smile at Connor and then walk over to Dominic who waves at me to go farther as if he doesn't want others to hear our conversation. I leave Connor and Cayden to verbally abuse each other in code language since Sierra's playing the referee in my stead.

"So, what's it?" I ask quite rudely but really unable to keep that tone from my voice.

"Umm, I am sorry," he whispers, shaking his head and then stuffs his hands in the pockets of his pants, looking like an awkward teenager. However, he can't pull that look of, first because of his red eyes which look deadly and the second because he really looks badass with his I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude.

"Why?" I ask simply, not really getting it.

"Because I could've helped them but I didn't. I chose to stay in the background. I should've helped them but I chose to keep my end of a promise. A promise that I had made a long time ago," he whispers, his voice gravelly yet so low that I have to strain my ears to hear him clearly. His eyes have that faraway look as if he's recalling some troubling memory.

"What promise?" I ask. He shakes his head then takes a deep breath as if preparing himself, his expression turning cloudy.

"I had promised someone close to my heart, someone, whom I respect a lot, that I won't interfere in any other supernatural species' war. If I did it could mean that I changed sides. I would be called a traitor and then I would be put on a death warrant," he explains.