Chapter 18 Shut up , you wicked woman ! Lorde snapped , his voice slicing through the room like a blade .
He was furious .
Again , Wrecking everything I had worked so hard to prepare .
It was his birthday .
No event planner agreed to take us in .
Theyre too busy , they claimed .
I didnt argue .
I found a way .
I pulled together a small , meaningful celebration just for him .
I baked cakes and cupcakes , cook food until my hand felt numb .
For his classmates .
For his trainers .
I thought it would be enough ! But it never is .
Lorde ! I shouted , panic rising as he grabbed the tray of cupcakes I had made from scratch and hurled one straight at my chest .
He grinned .
That smile didnt belong on a child .
It was twisted , cruell Thats what you deserve ! he yelled.i { shielded myself , arms raised as the frosting splattered across my blouse .
My lips trembled , but I swallowed hard , refusing to let the tears fall .
I didnt know where the pain was coming from anymore .
Was it the humiliation in front of his guests , the wasted effort or the truth id buried for too long , that no matter what I did , I would never be enough for him ? ) This woman is a lying bitch he spat , pointing at me.

Shes the reason I never had a real mom .
She ruined my birthday just by being here .
He turned to his friends .
Isnt she a nuisance ? I They nodded , wide eyed and quiet .
Of course they did .
Lorde was the future alpha of this town .
No one would dare oppose him .
Not even now hes six What the hell is going on here ? Lucians voice rang out loud and sharp , shaking the air ! Everyone froze .
My husband stepped into the room , eyes scanning the mess , the frosting , the shattered glasses , the half eaten food , the stunned council members in their clean suts.I Then he looked at me .
Lordes smile stretched wider as he tumed to face his father , then flicked his eyes back toward me with a tilt of his head , almost daring him to see il She rained it Lorde said quietly .
Just like she ruined everything .
Shes the one who killed my mother ! The silence that followed swallowed everything .
Even the music stopped .
Lucians jaw clenched .
His gaze bumed with rage .
Hestia he said my name like it was poisoni I dropped to the floor and began picking up the fallen cupcakes with shaking hands .
Maids rushed over to help , but no one looked me in the eyes .
No one said a word ! I anled to fix the buffet I wiped away the frosting , tried to align the trays , but my vision blurred .
My fingers slipped i Sing for me Lorde said suddenly .
I want to blow the candles now I Lucian grabbed my am .
His grip was fim , his voice like ice .

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I He dragged me closer My steps felt heavy .
My fest numb .
Happy birthday to you .
the children began to sing , voices small and unsure .
1 forced my lips to move .
My voice cracked Happy birthday , Lorde … T Tears welled in my eyes .
I wiped them away and smiled , hoping no one would notice the way my hands were trembling .
Till make a wish now Lorde announced .
He didnt move .
Didnt blow the candles .
Just stared at me.l Lucian leaned close and whispered Hes waiting .
Dont make him wait ? I hesitated .
Lucian shoved me forward .
Move My knees buckled as I stepped closer .
Lorde climbed onto a chair eye level with me now .
His eyes gleamed .
I have a wish , he declared .
On my seventh birthday , I wish … He paused .
The silence stretched too long .

Then he pointed at me .
for this woman to die .
Just like she killed my mother .
Her death would be the best gift I could ever receive .
I I gasped .
My mouth opened , but no sound came out .
Before I could react , he reached behind my head and shoved my face into the cake .
!! Pain burst through my temple .
A wooden topper dug the skin near my eye .
A caked seared into my cheek .
I heard gasps .
A few stifled laughs.1 Frosting filled my nose , my lips , and even my ears .
I pulled away , choking , my face drenched in cake and blood .
Happy birthday to me , Lorde yelled behind me , laughing as he ran to his friends , and happy death to my mothers murderer I staggered back , wiping the blood and cream from my face .
My left eye stung .
My vision blurred .
The burning sensation didnt stop .
I looked for bm .
For the boy I had raised .
For the child I had tried to love .
But all I see is how dark the truth is I can never make him love mel TO 37 AM