Killian’s POV.
I stood frozen on the spot repeating her exact same words like a clown, the bomb she had dropped on me was terribly creating a tense havoc in my head.
The tension in the air could be slashed easily with a blunt butter knife.
Such news was the last thing I expected to hear from her, when she demanded to speak to me, I thought she wanted to cook up a lie to get me to spare Darius’s life.
This looked nothing like a lie, I could see through her eyes that she was telling the truth. She was really pregnant that night that I had banished her.
She was carrying my children, and yet, I turned my back on her and casted her away into the evil claws of the outside world.
“They are Hero and Athena, Hero is the absolute mini you, he has your eyes and your hair, Athena is all about me but she has your eyes too, they are the most adorable pair of twins to behold, they became my reason to strive and survive, they brought me hope and put a smile on my face, but most of all, Darius took care of us like his own,” I could feel hot tears brewing in my eyes and threatening to spill out as she mentioned what our babies looked like.
Her last words stung me like an itching needle, I had left my responsibilities for another man.
My heart pounded so hard against my chest that I feared she could hear the beating sound, I stared at her in shock and utter bewilderment, the more I stared into her tears filled eyes, the more guilt I felt for being the stepping stone to the horrible things she had gone through.
“You have to believe me Killian, I’m saying the truth, Hero and Athena are your flesh and blood, I swear on my life,” she continued, her eyes pleading with me to believe her.
How could I not? It was evident in her eyes, she was saying the truth.
For a moment, I didn’t know what to say, or how to react, I was overwhelmed by the sudden news, then it suddenly came rushing. My emotions, just like a hurricane, washed over me, anger, confusion, pain, and then, strangely, happiness.
Words refused to spill from my mind no matter how hard I tried, I just stood rooted on the spot, different thoughts and emotions running through me while I held her gaze in mine.
I can remember vividly when Aria broke the news of her pregnancy to me, I was nothing near happy, nor was I confused about how I felt, it was clear to me that I didn’t want to have a child with her.
But here I was, with my head feeling like the location of a noisy conference with a million emotions running through me just finding out that I had a child with Elena few years ago, there was no other way to realize that she was the only woman I would ever truly love with the whole of me, and I would continue to love even in my death bed.
It just really hurts badly that she hid something like this from me. Including Aragorn messing with her. She didn’t trust me enough to run to me for help, instead, she connived with that asshole.
“Elena,” I finally found my words. Though my voice was barely audible.
“You had every opportunity to come clean to me, why did you choose to keep it to yourself?”
“I didn’t think things through, believe me, I wanted to, but Aragorn was already a step ahead of us, he had the upper hand and there was nothing I could do,” she replied.
I exhaled a deep breath and dragged my gaze away, lost deep in my thoughts.
This time, my anger was channeled heavily in one direction. Aragorn.
Oh how much I’m going to enjoy killing him, he might be a Lycan, and definitely way older than me, but he was never a match for me.
His feud started off with my father, and even after his death, Aragorn held on to the grudge, he made the biggest mistake when he came for me.
I had the chance to kill him severally but chose to spare him, not because I was merciful towards him but because killing him would be a lot lenient, I needed him to suffer miserably for the rest of his life, which led to me wiping away his entire pack, leaving him to live with the guilt of their death.
I guess this was his retaliation plot, he was too scared to face me.
I was suddenly snapped out of my trance as a sudden realization struck me. My children. If they weren’t here with her then where could they be?
“Where are they? Hero and Athena? You’ve been here for a while, why did you not bring them with you?” I blurted.
I watched as her countenance dropped drastically, and fresh tears began to well up in her eyes.
“Elena, where are they?” My voice quivered as I spoke, fear gripped me, what had happened that was making her shed tears?
“Aragorn,” she cried. “He took them, and would only return them to me if I managed to kill you,”
“What?”
“It was the reason I returned to the pack, I thought I could do it, for the sake of my children, but I couldn’t, I tried, but how could I possibly kill a man that I would risk my life for?”
I felt a surge of anger wash through me as the thought of what my little innocent kids could be going through right now in the hands of that cruel man. How could he be so cowardly to extend an adult fight to little kids?
My palms curled into a tight fist, and my eyes a raging fire. Aragon has yet again, made the biggest mistake of his life, and this time, I sure won’t be sparing his life.