Iya's POV
On the car ride going to the exit gate of the Vlad estate, I had to let Aunt Lale hold Sonia because I needed to cover my ears.
His howl.... My chest constricts in pain as I hear his melancholic howl. There was a point I wanted to go back to him and just give him an embrace but that would only give him fool's hope.
Sonia kept crying because she wanted to stay longer with her new found friends. I am so relieved she is fine and was found by good people.
The things they told me is too far fetch and overwhelming. Though I could not deny there were times I did think I had special powers. And the sparks! I was shocked when I felt it.
More than ever, I am confused as to who I really am. The Iya they kept telling me about is far from the Ana that I am today. What can I do but go on with my life despite this heavy weight I feel in my heart.
Sonia fell asleep from tiring herself crying ongoing. When we arrived home, we let her sleep some more skipping her lunch for the meantime.
"Ana, I know you know what you are doing, but if you could just have seen that Mr. Pietro guy, you will understand why I think he is Sonia's da. It is uncanny." Aunt Lale pushed. "If they insist on a DNA test would you allow it?"
"I really do not know. How can that man father my child, when he is a stranger to me?" I countered.
"But you had amnesia!"
"And why only now did we meet him? If he was indeed family to us, where was he this entire time? Aunt Lale, from the bottom of my heart I thank you for all your help, but if you please I am really exhausted. I hardly slept when Sonia was gone."
"Alright, dear. I am glad the little munchkin is safely home. Do rest. I'll be going now." She bade.
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Two days have passed since the day we retrieved Sonia from Pietro. Sonia is not the same. She sleeps a lot and eats little. Her usual energetic and playful self is gone. I fear she has caught a bug or something.
"Scumpa, come to Mama. Let me hold you, sweetie." I employ.
She did not reply but I heard her drag her feet to approach me. When she is within my reach, I sat her on my lap. When I felt her arm I got alarmed.
"Sonia, you are burning up!" I feel her forehead and neck and they are hot too.
"Mama..."
"What is wrong, scumpa? How do you feel, my baby girl?" I worriedly asked.
"I feel bad, Mama." She admitted.
I immediately sought help and in no time the doctor looked at Sonia and prescribed meds. The doctor said it could be related to her accident and if she does not improve in a day or two she would be admitted in the hospital.
I am so scared for Sonia. She rarely gets sick. I tried my best to make her comfortable and made sure she gets her medicine.
"Mama?"
"I'm here, scumpa."
"I feel bad."
"Oh baby, I'm sorry. I'll bring you to the hos...." I did not finish my sentence because the door banged open that startled Sonia and I. I immediately grabbed Sonia in my arms.
Then I sensed him. My heart skipped.
Pietro!
"What are you doing here?" I asked sternly.
"I am here for my daughter!"
He was angry. I can tell with his tone.
Pietro did not give me a chance to speak as he continued, "I felt it. She is not okay! Give me her!" His demanding tone is freaking me out.
"Do not dare touch her!" I warned.
"Look at her! She is in bad condition! Let me help her. Let me help you both." He mellowed. By heavens if only I could indeed look at my Sonia. I lamented.
Sonia turned to look at Pietro. "Dada!" She released her hold from my neck to reach out to Pietro. I could not believe it. Sonia just called him her dada.
Pietro rushed to carry Sonia. "See how my daughter acknowledges me as his father! My little one, Da is here. You will be okay now."
"You are NOT her father!" I am furious now. Has he been brainwashing Sonia when she was with him.
"Believe what you want. Sonia is what's important now. Allow me to stay with her until tomorrow and if her condition does not improve you may kick me out." He challenged. "If you truly love your daughter you will do this for her." He added.
He is right. This is about Sonia and if his presence will make her better I will not hinder it. The little one must be craving for fatherly love and he is the next best thing.
"I accept....for Sonia." I caved.
Pietro spent the day taking care of Sonia. He assisted me in giving her a sponge bath. He cooked for us despite my refusal. He lulled Sonia to sleep after telling her stories about werewolves.
Little did I noticed that I myself fell into slumber by the couch as I woke surprised at where I was and oddly feeling rejuvenated. A blanket covers me from waist to feet that I do not recall ever pulling.
And just like intuition Pietro stirred as if sensing I have awaken. I quickly shut my eyes and pretended to still be fast asleep. His steps are getting closer and closer. He knelt beside the couch as I could feel his breath fanning my ear. My heart is beating double time. Be still my heart, I silently commanded.
"I have missed you, my love. You can never imagine how crushed I was when I lost you." He hushed full of sadness.
"You are so close, and yet so far. This is even more painful. Torturous even. Every fiber in me wants to hold you and claim you again. But you do not even recognize me. What have they done to you, Iya?" He sniffs.
No! Do not cry. I cannot take this. Please, do not be sad.
I could feel him fighting it, the urge to touch me, but failed. As his fingers gently graze my cheek I jolted up with the electricity or sparks or bond, whatever it was!
"What are you doing?" I acted clueless and meant to sound accusing but I knew I was blushing.
"Touching my beautiful mate." He casually admitted.
His forwardness left me speechless and before I knew it he is kissing me.....again!
I pushed him a bit but surrendered totally especially when I felt his damp cheek. My hands had a mind of their own when I instinctively wiped his tears. I moaned in his kisses. Who am I kidding? The kiss we shared at the Vlad estate haunted me in my dreams. And now that we are kissing again, I let my need take control. I returned his kisses to comfort him. I returned his kisses because I craved it. I let him hold me like this felt normal.
My god! Am I starting to believe I am his mate?
"Mama? Dada?" Sonia called.
Pietro and I pulled away. I, on my part, felt abashed.
Before attending to Sonia, Pietro breathe his pledge over my ear.
"I will not be parted from you and Sonia anymore. Over my dead body!"
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Iya's Blind Alpha
Người sóiAn Alpha King is expected to be powerful, strong, valiant, wise, decisive, and perfect. Alpha King Pietro is all that except the part being perfect. He was the most awaited heir of the royal family but he was born blind. And so they thought. Iya...
