Chapter 492: What Was Taken
The silence was stony and dark like a cloud hung above our heads and rained nothing but chills down our spine, no eye contact was made, and no one touched the food on the table or said a word, it was just a blank staring contest with it. I was getting antsy, my chest tightening in pain, I wanted to scream and at the same time, I wanted to hurl out my empty stomach.
My head was spinning and I needed something to ground me so I reached for the bottle, turned in champagne for me in the glass, and chugged it like my life depended on it. It did because no one should face any of this with a clear head.
If Dace thought that bringing this to the table would somehow change a thing? Well, I had no fucking idea what it would change but I knew not anything good, all he did was create a rift between us. A line drawn to no end, the truth might be on the table but left a hole there, an irreversible hole.
My mom was the first to break the silence, clearing her throat to gain our attention. "We can’t change the past" she began with a heavy tone and a heavy heart, I knew this was too much for her, finding out the truth. I should have told her when I had the chance but I couldn’t, I wasn’t ready for her to hear this not like this.
"Forgiveness is an option too" She nodded and I sighed, closing my eyes. "I won’t forgive any of you for hurting my daughter" Her voice was caught up in a mix of emotions that shattered my heart. I could feel just how much pain was taking over her mind, she had to deal with a lot, and finding out what happened on the night of my death was mind-shattering. I don’t blame her for her option, it was already set in stone.
I slowly opened my eyes and my breath became raspier, suddenly it was harder to breathe, but I just tried to keep myself in check.
"I won’t forgive me either," Dace said like he had already made peace with it. "It’s a nightmare I’ll never forget" his eyes pinned Owen down and he didn’t dare to look at Dace. "But I won’t make an enemy of the witch clan, for Emma’s sake, that’s the only reason your clan isn’t buried six feet under" he voiced his threat not caring about the consequences and he was damn serious about it.
This wasn’t just a Family dinner but an open threat about what could have happened.
Vanessa released a sharp breath, probably in relief about Dace’s declaration about it but the contours on her face told me she was on the verge of breaking down if Dace attempted to wage war on them.
They might be sitting at the same table with Dace Devereaux but he’s still a force to be reckoned with, the Dark Alpha.