Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 494

Chapter 494: To live in the pain

Sage didn’t start the car; instead, he sat silently. He ordered the driver to step out for a while, needing absolute privacy.

Now, inside the closed car, only he and Katelyn were present.

"What are you thinking?" Katelyn asked softly, turning her head to study his strained profile.

"Why did Mom leave me?" Sage finally articulated the question that burned above all others. "Blythe killed her because I became the Alpha. Ten years ago, she killed my mother. I was twenty at that time." He clenched his fists on his lap. "The boy I met under that bridge was Vance. He appeared to be in middle school at that time. What was she thinking?"

A deep sigh escaped him, laced with profound bitterness. "And all this time, I have been blaming my father. But the truth he just slapped me with, that my mother was the one who cheated and ran, that she never loved me, is hard to swallow."

"Your mother is not alive, so her side of the story will never be revealed," Katelyn said, keeping her voice low. "However, I don’t think your father was lying to you. He talked about the pregnancy reports. Hospitals also keep such data on patients. Who knows what was in your mother’s mind that she took such a step?"

Sage listened, his head still bowed. "I used to greet that vegetable seller whenever the car would stop near his shop. My mother was also there." He swallowed hard, remembering the phantom image. "I remember seeing the lady, always covering her face and keeping her head low. But I thought it was because I was the Alpha, and she was scared to look at as mighty as me. Why didn’t I ever feel she was my mother?"

His voice broke with fresh misery. "Suddenly, I feel so miserable. Did she not know I always missed her?" His eyes were brimming, the tears finally starting to fall.

Katelyn’s brows deeply furrowed upon seeing his profound distress. She moved closer to him, and her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. Sage leaned into her, sobbing as tears kept flowing down his cheeks.

"I wish she had taken me with her," he choked out against her shoulder. "I was never once happy living with my father and my stepmother. Every single day, I wanted to escape, but I also wanted to know the truth from my father."

He pulled back slightly, the immediate conflict of his next actions overriding his grief. "Now, if I reveal such a truth to the council, what will they think of my mother? Blythe will not be punished. She will twist the truth in the council, saying she was justified. And I can’t support the wrong either. My mother, if, according to father, truly cheated on him, then the council would say it was the right decision to kill her."

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