Chapter 113: Chapter 113

Maive's POV

When I reached the door I suspected to be Daxton's office, a part of me felt so guilty and most part of me felt so nervous. Damn, I don't know if I am still doing the right thing but it feels like I am the one cheating on Daxton.

I love him... but the doubts and confusions all at once are keeping me farther from him. The feeling that I am not comfortable with the thoughts in my mind and I will never be at ease with it... that right now I needed answers to be at ease at least.

I sighed as I held the knob and to my luck, the room was not locked. My heart was racing as I rotated the knob and pushed the door open. I slowly entered inside and closed the door behind me.

This has to be done or else I will remain living with doubts. Daxton is the Alpha King of the werewolves, and I think he knows everything... if I am really his mate I don't think he will keep me by his side without even knowing the story behind who I am. He wouldn't trust me without knowing my true identity, besides, now that he is aware that I am a White Witch. He was not even confused as to how I killed those witches.

Does Daxton already know everything about me? If he does, how? And... when?

I roamed my eyes around and saw the room... It was dark and the moon was the only source of light. Gladly, I saw a lamp near me, so I opened it. That's when I saw the entire room. There is also a portrait hanging on the wall. Daxton was wearing a tuxedo with his right hand on his pocket. He was so intimidating in his portrait, I couldn't help but admire him, remembering every moment we shared together and all the days that I've been admiring him.

I immediately looked away... feeling guilty that I was doubting him. Despite what he did for me... yet here I am in his office, invading his privacy. I know this is wrong, I couldn't even understand myself but I could feel the pull that is telling me I have to do this.

There is a study table and a swivel chair. There is a pile of paper on that table. When I looked on the left corner, I saw a sword hanging on the wall. There were shelves too containing books.

I did not scan his room anymore. I went towards his study table and looked for the papers on top of his table. It was some report about borders, rice fields, commercial buildings, and such. There were also some blueprints, similar to the papers that my father had. There was nothing suspicious.

I bit my lip, getting nervous now. Did my gut feeling get me all wrong?

I looked into the drawers of his study table. There was a knife and gun on the first one. I immediately closed that and went for the next one. There were numerous folders there arranged alphabetically, they were more like reports on every town of their territory. There was also the town of the village where I lived with Aunt Vera. So it was still their territory?

I was a bit surprised with that. However, thinking that Tobias is a werewolf too, there's no doubt that the villagers there are also werewolves.

So... are Aunt Vera and Uncle Silas werewolves too? No, I don't think so, I have never seen them suspicious. But why are they in the land of werewolves?

I pulled the box containing those folders. At the bottom, there was another box. My heart races when I saw my name on the box cover.

So many emotions are running into my mind. I was speechless as my heart pounds too fast.

Too many questions running into my thoughts.

My hand was trembling as I gripped the box and pulled it out from the drawer. I sat on the floor because my knees are also trembling... I felt so weak to keep on standing... as I sat on the floor trying to support myself.

There were also folders on the box. Folders were numbered from 13 to 18. I was at first clueless about it. However, when I opened the folder numbered 13, it was only then that I realised that it was my age.

My hands were still trembling as I looked at my pictures. Pictures were taken without me knowing. There are some that were captured by my Aunt Vera. I gasped when I found written words by Aunt Vera.

'She is growing nicely, My Lord. She started school already.'

I knew right away that it was Aunt Vera's penmanship. My hands trembled even further. So all along, Aunt Vera and Uncle Silas were just ordered by him? Fuck, Arman is their driver... So it was not a coincidence that he was there when I was on the road.

My heart clenches... as if it had crashed tightly that something was struck on my throat makes it hard to breathe. I held my chest trying to comfort myself, but it seems that my eyes are starting to water... I'm already tearing up, I cannot even comprehend everything that's happening right now.

I was manipulated. Everything that has happened in my life was all according to his plan. It was not a mystery as to why Aunt Vera has insisted on enrolling me to Astrid University. It was his order... his plan after all. All these things were done to manipulate my life.

The other folders were all the same, they had pictures of me growing up. He was watching me... he was... watching me grow up.

But why? Why does he have to do this? It seemed as if he controlled me, as if I'm just his puppet, manipulated by the man I love... by the man I admired for so long not knowing that the first time I saw him he already knew me.

What have I done to be treated this way? Now, I don't know which is true about my life... I don't know if I should be grateful that I met Arman that day. I don't know anymore...

Fuck. Daxton is a fucking manipulator!

I was still looking at the contents of the box, trying to find out things that were kept hidden from me, when I heard a voice.

"Maive."