Between Two Alphas part 2

Chapter 9

Between two Alphas (Part 2) Between Love and Hate

Millie's POV

As soon as he touched me I was all his. 

“I'm yours."

But just as quick, he pulled away, turning around. 

“You're stupid for coming here." 

“I said I was going to help and I never go back on my word." 

“This doesn't help me." 

“Of course it does, Vince is your brother! You both have the same mother." 

He shook his head and looked back at me. 

“Mother would never be with Ben, Ben never looked at mom like that." 

“But Uncle Ben gave Vince that picture, telling him that, that was his mother and brother. Uncle Ben wouldn't lie!" 

“If it was for your father he would! Everyone knows Ben has always had your father's side no matter what." 

“Then maybe Uncle Ben knows something, but I know Uncle Ben and he would never lie to anyone especially about being a dad to someone." 

“My mother was pregnant when she disappeared. If that is her child and he's my brother then the only person who could be its dad is your father." 

I looked away. He was right, from the pictures she would have gotten pregnant right after the wedding or right before, but that would mean Mom would have been pregnant also. 

“Vince and I are born on the same day, which would mean..." 

“Your dad would have slept with both and with your father's track record..." 

I snapped my eyes back to his. 

“How would you know about my dad's track record?"

He smirked then and sat down, pulling open his top drawer. 

“Because of this."

He then took out a thick manila envelope and dropped it on the table. 

“Take a look."

I grabbed it and sat down, opening it and pulling out everything you could think of to know about my dad. 

“You've been following him?" 

“Since I was eighteen. As you can see you're precious father has been a very busy man."

Picture after picture there was nothing but pictures of strippers, escorts and even hookers. 

“You see how they all have something in common with my mother?" 

I looked closer and noticed the hair or the way they dressed even. At one point I had to put them away. 

“Sick isn't it?" 

I wanted to cry. This was my father, the man that taught me everything, the man I looked up to! 

“But wouldn't you think that if he had her that he would be doing that?" 

“That's why I think she's dead and he has her buried somewhere." 

“Then we have to check the cemetery at the end of the border. If he buried her, she has to be there... I have to go!" 

I was just about to go when he stopped me, turning me around. 

“Why are you helping me?" 

“Because she's your mother and if my father had anything to do with it, then I want to know."