Fated To Them

Chapter Five

Cassandra's POV

I sat in this giant room for what seemed like hours as I waited on my dad to show up. Jordan said when he collected me from the clinic that it was used as a meeting room for the leaders of the packs when they came to visit.

I was sure I'd chewed all my fingernails off as I sat in this quiet room. I loved my dad, but he was a harsh man and didn't mince him words when it came to me.

He acts like he hates me sometimes. But what did I do? I didn't ask him to cheat on his wife and make me, I was an innocent child that needed nurture and love, but got none of that from him.

My head looked up from the table when a door opened. When I looked up and met my dad's gaze I felt prickles of fear seeping into my bones. He was mad, angry even. A look from him I was well acquainted with.

"Cassie" he stated gruffly and sat down in the chair opposite of me.

I shook some, at his tone, no amount of mental preparation would make me want to willingly speak to him, so I stared hard at the landline that was on the table. We sat there in silence. Neither of us wanted to speak to the other, so we didn't.

After a long ten minutes of silence, he got up and walked to the window. "George was found by my warriors when I felt his tether fade from the pack." I raised my brows, I didn't want to hear about them finding George, I loved and hated that man with every fiber of my being.

"Da–”

"I don't want to hear it!" He growled.

I looked down at my hands, my anxiety beginning its cascade over me.

"Why?" he asked angrily.

"He hit Silas" I murmured, too scared to tell him that he hit me too. He never believed me when I first brought it up to him when I was a teenager, so I've stopped telling him.

"You killed my best warrior over him disciplining your son?" I didn't have to look up, to know he was glaring daggers at me. I whimpered.

"He wasn't gett–”

"You are worse than your mother. I regret the day I found you on my doorstep. And had it not been for my wolf recognizing you as our pup, then I would've let you freeze to death that night." Dad spat.

He's never told me that before, but I've always known it was true. I felt tears forming in my eyes, I wish I'd died too. That's how bad he makes me feel.

"Where is my boy? He's coming back with me." My eyes widened as I looked up at him. He couldn't be serious, could he?

"You can't do that!"

"I can, and I am. Now where is he, Cassandra?" I shook my head, the protectiveness I felt when it came to my son was beyond anything I've felt before. And if my dad took my son away from me? I'd crumble.

"You are not taking him"

He stomped his way over to me and when he was close enough he grabbed my face with his rough hand and squeezed it. "The only good thing that ever came out of you was my grandson. And I'm not sitting by while a woman like you continues to raise him into a pussy." Before I could speak, a thunderstorm brewed as a loud growl was heard. My dad stiffened as he slowly looked away from me and to his left.

"Let. Her. Go." I got goosebumps from the sound of the masculine voice that echoed in the large room. When my dad released me he spoke again. "Now move away from her"

I dared myself to look in the direction the voice came from. I was met with hazel eyes, and a face that reminded me of Jordan.

"Noah, this has nothing to do with you." As I took in his features more I noticed my dad was a good fifteen years older than this man here. A man I believed was one of the former Alphas here.

"Come here child." I hesitated. I glanced back at my dad, he was getting even more mad now that he was interrupted. As grateful as I was for his invasive maneuver to piss my dad off, I feared my dad more. So I stayed out.

My dad smirked when he saw I didn't move. But that smirk was replaced with happiness when Silas pushed his way through and past the former Alpha. "Come here boy" my dad ordered my son. When he went to move closer, Noah placed his hand around Silas' arm, refusing to let him enter the room anymore than he already had.

"Noah this is a family matter,"

"No, it became an issue of ours when this girl walked into my pack beaten and bleeding." he removed his hand from my boys arm and leaned down and whispered something into his ear. Silas nodded and ran over to me. He took my hand when he was at my side and I tightened the hold, just in case my dad tried to take him from me.

"She murdered–”

"I don't care what she did," Noah told him and crossed his arms. "And you shouldn't either." My dad rolled his eyes and growled. "As a parent you should always be on your daughters side and not against her. No matter what they've done."

I couldn't understand why his features seemed so rough and angry as he spoke those words. I could see pain in his hazel eyes and I wondered why he seemed so set on getting my dad on my side. He didn't know me.

"Momma, let's go stand over there by the nice man." Silas whispered in my ear. I shuddered when. my dad's glare returned, only it was directed to my son. I stood up and moved in front of Silas, so my dad couldn't see him. I never wanted him to look at him the way he did me..

"I'm taking my grandson." when he said that I instinctively backed me and Silas up. "Silas, boy, come here."p

"I said you can't take him, he's my son. Not yours." I said timidly.

"I've been wanting to take him from you from the moment I knew he was a boy. You don't deserve to raise him for what you've done."

I felt a burst of anger force its way out. "What I've done? All I ever did was protect him from that person you called a man. He wasn't a man dad, and quite frankly neither are you for pushing me on him." When he growled my bravado vanished, I was brought down instantly by his growl and cowered away from him. The tension in the room was making it difficult to breathe properly.

His glare cut right through me, slicing deeply into my heart. I hate that he hated me so much. And for what? Being born? That wasn't my fault. I get not liking my biological mother, but it wasn't my fault.

"From this day forward, you will not call me or acknowledge me as your father anymore. The only reason I kept you was for Margo's sake. Now that she's dead I don't need to be burdened by you." he took a breath and continues. "So, as Alpha of the Forest pack,"

"Daddy?" I questioned.

He ignored me and kept talking. "I hereby break your pack bond to me and are now considered a rogue until you find another pack." the tears I begged to go away decided to fall

By him doing this, it not only branded me a rogue, but Silas too because he was my child. I never wanted him to feel worthless, the way I did. It was bad enough that his father refused to let him go to school.

"I wish you were never born." Dad finished and left. I stifled a sob when Silas wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me tightly. To be abandoned by one parent was bad enough, but for all of them to leave me so abruptly was soul crushing.