Free Web NovelChapter 89: Chapter 89 DNA Test Ultimatum
Derek’s POV
"Your father has the power to banish her from werewolf territory," she said again, her voice carrying that same false confidence.
Despite her certainty that my father could accomplish this feat, doubt gnawed at me. Something felt wrong about the entire situation.
He wouldn’t just exile her without cause. There had to be an underlying motive I couldn’t see yet. freewebnovel.cσ๓
Without hesitation, I reached out to Parker and Hugo through our pack link, knowing they needed to hear about these developments immediately.
They were currently stationed in the mountain training grounds with their instructors and likely hadn’t caught wind of recent events.
I managed to connect with their pack warriors, requesting an urgent callback. After explaining the brewing situation, I instructed them to check on Bella’s wellbeing without delay.
"Listen carefully, Serena. Get in this car immediately, or I’m walking away from this entire mess," I said, my voice cutting through her protests. "I won’t tolerate your screaming matches about Bella’s supposed feelings for me any longer."
"Say her name one more time in my presence, and I’ll reject our bond completely," I added, watching terror flood her features.
She needed to understand that threats worked both ways in this relationship.
Finally grasping the severity of my words, she climbed into the vehicle with obvious reluctance.
Throughout our journey, she unleashed a torrent of curses, clawed at my forearms, and shrieked about my ultimatum regarding Bella. Her tantrum didn’t faze me in the slightest.
My focus remained locked on the road ahead, maintaining steady control of the steering wheel.
Upon reaching our destination, I didn’t bother waiting for her exit.
I bolted from the vehicle and made a beeline for the elevator, tugging my sleeves down to conceal the angry red marks decorating my arms.
Her nails had carved deep welts into my skin, but my alpha healing abilities meant enduring the pain silently.
The sight of my father emerging from Bella’s suite stopped me cold, his expression thunderous with barely contained rage.
Our eyes locked across the hallway, and he jerked his head toward our own accommodations, clearly expecting me to follow.
He trailed behind me as I reached our door first. Serena arrived moments later, with Felicia greeting her at the entrance.
"What business did you have in Bella’s suite?" I demanded without preamble.
"I went there for a necessary conversation," my father responded, his tone deceptively calm. "That girl has developed quite the sharp tongue lately.
Someone needs to remind her of her true place in our world.
Awakened wolf or not, she remains nothing more than an omega born to omega bloodlines," he snarled.
Felicia’s face twisted with disgust. Relief washed over me knowing they remained ignorant about Bella’s true nature, her wolf’s extraordinary capabilities, and I intended to keep it that way.
"I asked what you were doing in her suite, Father," I pressed again.
"Barging into someone’s private space uninvited and making them uncomfortable doesn’t earn respect," I continued.
Experience told me he had definitely overstepped boundaries.
Bella possessed too much grace to be discourteous without provocation, and she had only recently found the courage to defend herself.
The constant attacks on her character infuriated me beyond measure.
"Why are you addressing your father with such disrespect over that worthless woman?" Serena interjected, positioning herself as his defender. freewёbnoνel.com
"Stay out of this conversation, Serena, or you’ll become the target of my frustration too," I warned, pointing directly at her to emphasize my threat of abandonment.
She immediately fell silent. After all our years together, and she still hadn’t produced even a single heir for my father’s expectations.
My ability to discard her remained absolute.
"So you want to know exactly what transpired during my visit?" my father asked.
His composure unnerved me completely, suggesting he possessed a strategy he believed guaranteed success.
"I went there to discuss her offspring," he revealed.
The word "offspring" sent tension shooting through every muscle in my body, while bewilderment clouded Serena’s features.
I nearly laughed at her stupidity, realizing she must have believed my father intended to help her eliminate competition.
"What do you mean by offspring? Why would her children concern you?" I questioned him, though I understood his implications perfectly.
Obviously, my father had connected the dots, or some incident had aroused his suspicions.
"Don’t pretend ignorance with me." He chuckled at my continued attempts at deception.
"I genuinely don’t understand, so explain yourself," I stated firmly, watching him draw a measured breath.
"Your precious friend was expecting when she disappeared. Were you aware of her condition?" my father announced.
His revelation sent fresh waves of tension through my frame. But Serena’s sharp gasp and rapid approach toward us created the bigger disruption.
"What are you implying? How does this involve Derek or our relationship?" Serena demanded frantically.
However, my father raised his palm, commanding her silence while maintaining eye contact with me.
"Bella was pregnant when she fled. Her parents informed me she ran away to conceal the father’s identity. Now she’s returned, claiming she miscarried.
Then, miraculously, within weeks of meeting her husband, she conceived again. It’s a convenient narrative designed to confuse anyone questioning her children’s true ages. But my instincts suggest there’s more to uncover," my father explained, forcing me to swallow hard while maintaining my composed facade.
"Let me crush whatever hopes you’re harboring. I never had intimate relations with her," I declared.
The conviction in my voice made Serena press her hand to her chest in obvious relief.
But my father wagged his finger dismissively.
"You should have witnessed her reaction when I demanded a DNA test. Pure terror," he stated.
His persistence drained all color from Serena’s complexion once again.
"Perhaps because you accused her of something that would destroy her marriage," I countered. "Besides, I have no knowledge of any infidelity. No one appreciates strangers demanding genetic testing. You’re fortunate she didn’t strike you."
As those words left my mouth, my father’s face flushed crimson.
"If she had attempted such a thing, I would have ended her life immediately," he roared, furious that I’d even suggested the possibility.
"And you believe you would have survived that encounter?" I muttered under my breath.
His stunned expression revealed he hadn’t considered that consequence.
"What are you suggesting by that?" Serena reacted instantly, grasping my arm to force my attention.
"Serena, please step back. We’re in the middle of a discussion!" I shouted, my exasperation finally boiling over.
"Felicia, escort Serena to her room. I need private words with my son to clarify certain matters," my father commanded his ineffectual wife.
His authoritative tone made me inhale deeply, recognizing the approaching confrontation.
He intended to use pressure or coercion to turn me against Bella.
