Lycan Soulmates #4: Lycan Nights [18+]

Chapter 6

Angel's POV

"There's a reason I allowed your mother to have full custody of you," my dad has returned home late from work, it's almost nine pm. When he walked in, he immediately wanted to tear me down, ordering me off the kitchen stool, where I had been waiting for him with a smile, but he just walks into the kitchen, he doesn't even hug me, addressing me so ice-cold, "Since you're an adult now, the disgusting truth is something I won't keep from you anymore, Angel," he turns to me, while washing his hands briefly in the sink, and wiping his cool hands over his face and into his greying black hair, he then calmly ignites a couple of bombs to cave in my whole world while I stand there in shock at his temper, just confused, barely prepared for what he's about to say, "You're not my biological daughter. Yup. Accept it. Before I met your mother, she was a prostitute on the side of the road in Ricochet," he now holds onto the counter and leans down to glare at me, admitting it all at once, "I'm ashamed to say how we met is because I solicited her illegal services. It's disgusting, I know. However, we were both young and when she told me she had you, a small kid, you know what, because I'm a good guy, I felt sorry for her and you, so I married her. Ten years later she divorces me and takes half my hard-earned money. Meanwhile she hasn't worked a day in her life. If the truth be known, I didn't want you, Angel. It's a matter of pride. You are her responsibility, not mine, and you're not and never will be my blood. I think it's safe for me to now tell you, adult to adult, you can't just come into this house without an explicit appointment first. Right now, you're breaking and entering. I could have you arrested for trespassing. How did you even get in?" he seems to enjoy telling me all this, all at once, without even letting me process one thing at a time first.

I stand in still in shock.

Until I try to get a sentence together.

"I... well I found a spare key in the pot plant, the way you used to bury it in the soil... back home," I say this all so quietly, feeling beyond numb, barely able to even comprehend that he said my mother was a prostitute. I had no idea...

"Mm, well, I shouldn't be surprised, you've always been a disrespectful brat, haven't you," he forces on a fake smile, and he looks ready to break something. He looks so stressed out.

I'm the one he just completely shat on, and he's upset... how is that fair?

"You're lying to me or something," I whisper, still in denial, "It's late anyway, dad..." I said dad before I could register I probably shouldn't be calling him that anymore.

He shakes his head and looks away, "Alright. Fine. Stay the night and leave in the morning. I won't be paying for a ride back. Find your own way, or get your mother to pick you up," he won't even look me in the eye as he turns from me now.

"Do you know who my father is?" I ask, gulping saliva down a dry as hell throat. I feel like I'm going to throw up.

"Probably a drug dealer, she had affiliations with the worst of the underworld when she was selling herself –"

"Okay I've heard enough," I tell him, "I heard you the first time you don't have to keep rubbing it in that she –"

"Let's be civil about this," he slowly turns to me, looking sadistic as hell, "Don't come here again, Angel. And don't make any noise. I like a quiet house after I spend all day at work... do you even know how many hours I work? I don't just run this city, I supervise the supernatural scum that bleed through this city," I don't care. I've already turned to walk out of the room, and he calls out, "...have you ever heard of Lycans, Angel? Come back here while I speak to you."

I pause in the corridor.

Sardonix said I'd find answers here.

From my f... from that prick.