Chapter 15: The Obsession
The Alpha King stared at the report in front of him, a torrent of emotions swirling in his mind like a whirlpool. Della had a pup? A year old pup? How had it taken them so long to figure this out? The report stated that she rarely took the pup out in public. They had only learned of him when she had taken him to the beach, where she spent the day in a bikini hanging out with a bunch of humans. Humans!
At least now he understood her reason for leaving. She had gotten herself knocked up, and the stigma of having a pup without a mate carried a lot of weight. It was frowned upon, to say the least. Della didn't strike him as being stupid, why would she not have taken precautions?
His heart froze as he realized that he had not served Della the traditional breakfast that he served to all of his conquests. Then he breathed a sigh of relief as he remembered, he was unable to father a pup. Relief flooded through him, the only time he had any kind of positive emotion about the news he had gotten from the healer.
If Della's pup had been his, she would know what he had done, and all hope would be lost. His heir would be proof of his crime, although it would be Della's word against his. There was a time when he would have been more confident as to how that would turn out. Now he wasn't so sure. He certainly had more enemies than Della Draven, especially since she wasn't around anymore. Her presence, not her absence, was what inspired jealousy.
He slammed his fist onto his desk, splintering the wood. Who had fathered the pup? Had she met her fated mate? No, his spies would have let him know. They tracked her every move. They knew every time someone left or entered that house she was living in. Among humans. Humans! Could her pup be a hybrid? He wrinkled his nose in disgust.
Jaden's anger grew as images of Della locked in a passionate embrace with someone else flashed through his mind, a slideshow of torment. She was out there, living life, with a pup. But where was the father?
She looked happy in the pictures. The jealousy churned in his gut, a dark and toxic emotion that fueled his obsession.
His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. Without waiting for a response, his half brother Alexander stepped inside, his presence a stark reminder of the family ties that Jaden had always tried to ignore. Alexander was the product of an affair his father had with another she wolf. Like father, like son, he knew many would say. It was one of the reasons he had rejected his mate.
His mother had grown distant and withdrawn after Alexander was born. He had never believed himself to be mate material, until that night with Della.