The Angel of Death

Part - 17

Stefan searched every dark corner of the jungle but Tessa and Ambrosden was nowhere. His mind was playing dark images of Tessa, she was being abused and calling his name, laying in the pool of blood and mouthing his name... such dark images that he out of his breath when he reached McCartney's residence.

He pushed away the guards and called her name. Nothing. He burst open the heavy doors and strode in the hall calling her again and again, praying in his heart she would answer him, come running in his arms, but he knew it wasn't going to happen. Ambrosden wasn't here that meant Tessa wasn't here too but he didn't wanted to believe it.

He would tear the house down brick by brick if he have to, before giving in to think Darian could do such a thing to him.

"Who is that?" A female voice behind him, made him turn back on his heels.

"STEFAN...?" Mrs. Doris McCartney chocked his name, utter disbelief on her face as she stepped back clutching her throat.

"Doris? What are you doing here? Where is Tessa?" He was shocked to see his ex mistress here but he was more concerned about Tessa.

"Its my house." She said still taking a step back while gaining her composure back slowly.

"Where is Tessa?" He asked, looking passed her and called Tessa again.

"What you want from my daughter?" She said finally steady on her feet, facing him now.

"Daughter???" His mind shut down immediately. Tessa was Doris' s daughter?

"Yes. She is my daughter. I have three daughters"

"I am not interested in your family...." he brushed her aside but his mind has started calculating. Doris was his mistress twenty mortal years back. Tesaa was nineteen, could it be possible that she... nay Its not possible. He tried to deny but a tiny voice in his brain said mockingly "finally you slipped down to the baddest sin of all Stefan, bedding your own... "Nay!!! Its not possible"

"What's not possible? Why have you come here? What you want from my daughter..." Doris's voice stuck in her throat when he looked at her.

Eyes blazing, nostrils flaring he caught he neck, shaking her before asking "Shut up Doris, just tell me who is Tessa's father?"

"Why do you care so much about her? Don't tell me now you fancy my daughter the way you fanied me all those years ago. You stole me from my husband, kept me captive utill you were bored with me. Then you just tossed me to your animal of a friend."

"Just tell me who is her father?" Stefan growled.

"I loved you and you...."

"Oh stop it will you? You never loved me, you loved the parhetic dreams of yours. You wanted to be the queen of Xaincia and when you come to know that Darian became the king not me, you just hopped from my bed to Jason. Thinking he would fulfill your dream but he knew what you were. A greedy calculating bitch. You are incapable of loving anyone, not your husband, not me, not Jason and not even your daughter. That's why you didn't even cared when your husband disowned her."

"Oh... now I know. Why we were unable to know what happened to her. You got to her. Tell me what you did to her? Took her to that cursed place you call home?"

"That's none of your business" he said sharply "just tell me who is her father? "

"Why? What difference does it make?"

"I said it's..."

"Oh... I see, you are in love with her? You ungrateful animal, you fell in love with your own daughter"