Free Web NovelChapter 40: Chapter 40 What. The. Hell.
Daemon’s POV
I sat there in my chair, trying to look serious, but somehow I felt like I was failing miserably. Henrik kept looking like I was crazy and then shakes his head.
"Sorry, Alpha. I thought you said you need to talk to Abigail?" He asks in a confused tone. I nod.
"I did." I answer curtly. His eyes widen at that statement.
"Alpha, I’m not sure if my daughter will speak with you. If you will excuse my tardiness." His posture straightens. He seems like he is bracing himself for my wrath. I sigh.
"I know that. That is why I need your help and your phone. She will never pick up, should I even try to call her. But I need to talk to her and then to Alpha Matthew. They are in danger, far more than they probably know." I say with gritted teeth. Sylla’s plan has my heart raising and I need to warn Abby. My wolf is pacing in my head. He wants to talk to her, to apologize for all the heartache we caused her. Not that I didn’t agree, but I probably wouldn’t go that far. It would seem fake, and I couldn’t afford that.
’Then let me out, dammit. I can convince her and her wolf that we are truly sorry,’ Jackson snarls in my head. I push him back into the back of my mind and concentrate on the task at hand.
"Will you try to call her, please?" I ask, the politeness eating at me. He should just do it, but I got nowhere with being an ass, and this polite and nice Daemon may have to take some getting use too. For me as well.
"I will try, Alpha." Henrik agrees and pulls out his phone. I instruct him to put it on speaker and give it to me. I will speak to her, but he can hear everything and be a background support. He pulls up the number and calls. As it rings, I feel nervous. What am I going to say to her? What if she doesn’t want to talk to me or starts yelling? I take a deep breath when a beautiful female voice rings out from the speaker.
"Hi dad. What’s up?" She asks. Her voice is still by far the most melodic I have ever heard. The way a simple question can lead your thoughts to the most beautiful of music or the waves of the water. Sweet and innocent, but dangerous and luring at the same time. The ache in my chest tightens. How did I ever reject her? Ugh. I need to concentrate.
"Hi Abigail. I need to speak with you, please." The line goes dead silent, before ’beep beep beep’ she hung up. I put my head in my hands. I royally fucked this up.
"May I call her again, Alpha? Maybe if I can with her first, she will understand." Henrik asks with a shaky voice. He is still afraid of me with and not without reason. I wave my hand in his direction, and he calls again, putting the phone on speaker phone without me asking.
"Hello, Henrik?" A male voice answers the phone. Where is Abby? Oh no, she didn’t faint because I answered. My head is spinning at the thought of having hurt her again.
"Who called a minute ago?" The male voice asks when Henrik confirms it is him on our end. He explains it was me, and the male does not seem happy about it.
"Is Abby okay, Matthew?" Henrik asks, and I hold my breath. The answer can’t be anything but yes.
"No." He answers. Fuck!
"Is she still conscious?" Is the next question? The suspension is killing me slowly.
"Yes." That slows my heart rate down to almost normal.
"Can I please talk to her?" Henrik tries to persuade the male on the other end. Matthew. Wait, Alpha Matthew? That, of course, made sense, but he didn’t sound friendly minded towards his father-in-law.
"No, I’m putting you on speaker. She is still shaking from before." He answers. Okay, so he will let Henrik speak to her and, by default, let me hear her voice again. I should feel sorry for how much I enjoy her voice, but I don’t.
"I really want to speak to just Abby, Matthew." Henrik tries again.
"I don’t care.." a clearly frustrated father interrupts Matthew.
"She is MY daughter, Alpha."
"AND SHE IS MY MATE!" He screams back. Worry and anger seethes from his voice, he just want to protect her. I shake my head at Henrik, showing I am okay with them having the phone on speaker as well.
"We are both here. What is it that is so urgent?" Matthew asks, clearly impatient to get this over with.
"Darling?" Henrik asks, unsure if she is really there. How I wish I could call her that?
"Dad! Why did he have your phone? Are you okay? What happened?" Abigail asks her father in a hurry. Henrik laughs a nervous laughter, looking at me as if asking what to say.
’Tell her the truth. I am not trying to play either her or you. I have changed, recently yes, but changed none the less.’ I mind-link my former beta.
"I need you to listen to him, darling. He is going to tell you some things you will not like, but he is trying to protect you and Matt." There is silence for a long time, for me at least, before she answers.
"Uhm, excuse you! Listen to him? Are you hearing yourself? I can’t, dad." She whisper-yells into the phone. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
"Abby, I know what he did to you, but this is important! Not only for you, but for your pack, your family, and your mate. Please, baby girl." Henrik pleads with his daughter. He is trying to make her and her mate see reason and it’s taking everything in me not to say anything, but to let him lead the way.
"We will listen, Henrik, but I am staying on the line and he better be behaving or I will challenge him to death as I should have done when I found Abby." Matthew growls, clearly not liking where this conversation is going. Or that his mate has to speak with her ex mate.
"We will call you back when we are back in our room." Matt says and hangs up. I let out a small sigh. This is going to be a long afternoon and evening. Things are moving fast, and I need to act faster to save her. Even if I never get a mate again, I have at least saved the one who could have been mine.
Jackson is humming in my mind. He likes where I’m going and a plan is slowly forming. I need to get rid of my father’s poisonous ways of living without alarming him or Sylla. Henrik is going to be an important ally, but how to convince him of my true motives.
As I am grumbling my dilemmas, as bright silver light emerges in my office, taking both of us off guard.
"Don’t worry, my son, I will help you make them see." A female voice says, before a woman walks out of the light.
What. The. Hell.
