Unconquered (Being Rewritten)

Chapter 34

Chapter 34     **Kat's pov**

When I was a little girl, my father told me I was a mistake. He said that he hadn't meant to screw my mom and make me. He took me into a forest one day, killed a family of wolves, and left me there to die. I managed to get out of there, but I was scarred. I went and lived with Chloe, her mom, who was my aunt, and Simon.

For a long time after my dad left me, I thought I was a mistake. I kept that piece of information to myself, thinking people would be lying to me if I said it. I thought I wasn't meant to be there, that all I did was create heartache and pain.

I lived through life scared that I would hurt someone, anyone. That's why I stayed close to my siblings. I locked my heart in a cage.

When Simon was killed, I could feel my heart shattering. I had lost a part of me, even though I knew he wasn't fully dead. It still killed me to know he died.

Chloe tried comforting me, but I turned away from her, knowing if I latched onto her, she would die, like she almost had so many years ago because of a boy.

But then I came to this school and found the Clan. I made the biggest mistake ever in letting my heart out if it's cage. I didn't know these people, yet I felt so comfortable with them. I started a daycare for the little kids. I took care of them and their parents let me in and helped me out.

The Clan was very notorious, but I didn't care. I should have known not to get involved. But when your mother instincts kick in when a child is crying, it's hard not to get involved.

Alex is the leader of the Clan. And as the leader, he had made a name for himself. He was almost like Satan to those who angered him. Even though he has this kind of rep, he still thinks of family first.

Chad is second in command. He helps with leading when Alex isn't around. He did all the things Alex didn't want to do, which was mostly paperwork. He is kind, even for a mafia man. He cares about his family first and foremost.

Austin is third in command. He takes care of training and such for the Clan. He's ruthless when it comes to training. Even though he has a hard exterior, he's like a teddy bear when it comes to family.

Dustin doesn't have an official title, although he is nicknamed "the Jokester". He's a hard-working man who does everything he can to help others. He's got a serious side, but he's mostly all smiles.

Dave is the financial advisor/computer man. He works on bills and such like that. He's done so much for all of the guys. He may be quiet, but he sure is a fighter when he needs to be. He's shy, but once you get to know him, he's got a very talkative side.

Bobby is the fight plan manager. He prepares battle strategies for when the Clan needs them. He may seem like a nice boy at first, but he's got a real mean side to him if he's angered. He's not fully accepting of his brother, even though he says he is.

And lastly, Joey, our peace manager. He manages ways on how to keep peace among the families we have under the Clan's protection services. He checks on them occasionally. He has to travel across seas to do so, but it makes him happy to get away from his brother and the others for a bit. Austin usually goes with him, just in case. Joey is very into the idea of having a large family with his mate.

And out of all these figures, I've found one that has stolen my heart. That scares me, to know that my heart is with him. I hope he won't smash it. But so far, he hasn't hurt me or my fragile glass heart.

In fact, he's hugged and loved all the broken pieces back together. He's taken such good care of me, that I hope he won't leave me.

Chad, my one and only love. The only one who has ever made me feel this way before. The one I want to grow old with. The one I hope never leaves me.

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**Chad's pov**

Out of all the men she could have picked, she chose me. The most beautiful woman in the world chose to mate with me.

I guess the ladies love bad boys...

Kat is the most important thing in my life. And soon, our baby will add to that list.

She's been through so much shit in her life. I won't let her go through anymore of it. She's too important and kind and sweet to deserve this kind of treatment.

When she told me about her father's words, calling her a mistake, I nearly snapped. He is going to pay for what he has done to her, to us. That jackass has caused us so much pain and suffering that it is literally going to give me gray hair.

I'm brought out of my thoughts on how to kill that bastard by Kat placing soft kisses along my neck from behind. I let a low growl of approval vibrate in my chest. She sets her small hands on my chest and licks up my neck to my ear.

"Need anything from the kitchen?" She whispers, her voice sounding husky like she just woke up. I turn my chair away from my desk to face her and look her up and down.

She's wearing a light blue robe and nothing else, or so it appears. I know she has a pajama crop top and panties on. She gets hot easily.

"Not from the kitchen, unless you're on the menu," I say, smirking.

She blushes, still easily flustered by me. "Chad, you naughty boy!" She says, lightly smacking my chest.

I catch her wrist and pull her close to me. She tugs on her wrist, trying to escape, but I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her onto my lap easily. She squirms on my lap, trying to get away, but I bury my face into her neck, smelling her beautiful strawberry smell.

"Stop squirming. You're gonna make him uneasy," I whisper against her skin. She shivers at the sensation.

"Daddy, dont tell me what to do," Kat grumbles, kicking her feet.

I set my hand on her ass, rubbing it slowly. "Don't tell Daddy what to do or not do, young lady," I whisper in her ear.

She squirms more.

"Stop," I say, using my dad voice on her. She immediately stops, making me smile. "Good girl."

She pouts. "Did you want something from the kitchen? I'm hungry."

"You stay in this room, then. I'll get you whatever it is you want," I tell her.

She shifts on my lap. "I want ice cream."

"What kind, baby?" I ask, kissing her ear.

She thinks for a moment, then says, "Chunky chocolate chip!"

I kiss her neck once, then scoop her up and set her on our bed. "Stay. If I find you moved, you're getting punished," I tell her.

She pouts and reaches for me. "Kisses," she demands.

I chuckle and bend down and kiss her roughly. She whines a little as I pull away.

"Stay," I command her. She pouts and leans against the headboard, watching me. I hand her her tablet, in which she begins to play some game. I smile at her and head for the door.

Glancing back, I gaze at my beautiful mate.

I'm so glad that out of all the men in this world she could have picked, she chose me. I love her so much. I won't let anyone take her.

Ever...