THE Knight's Hidden Princess
Chapter 108: The Woman Who Was Willing To Destroy Everything

Chapter 108: The Woman Who Was Willing To Destroy Everything

REAGAN POV

"What. In. The. Hells. Was. That?"

I wasn’t surprised with my mother’s outburst as I followed her into her private residence. I immediately walked towards her cabinet where I know she keeps her drink. I was going to need it if I was going to be dealing with my mother’s outburst. No one could deal with her outburst when sober, trust me!

The bright colored liquid slid smoothly into the glass as I went to find myself a seat while feeling my mother’s glare burn into my back. I took a slow sip, releasing a satisfied sigh at the warmth that spread down my throat before turning to look at my mother who looked like she was about to burst into flames now.

"Well, I’ve missed you too mother." I responded with a smile.

Mother turned to roll her eyes at me, "Oh do not give me that bullshit."

Great, now she was swearing, never a good sign!

"I mean what the hells happened Reagan and since when did you take it upon yourself to claim a woman?" My mother scoffed, folding her arms on her chest, "Your wife? Since when did you even start calling her that?"

I arched a brow up at her, "Because that is what she is, isn’t she? My wife?" I asked her about taking a sip when all of a sudden my mother slapped my hand away.

I watched as the glass flew across the room, the liquid tumbling out before the glass shattered into a million pieces on the exquisite Turkish carpet one of the lords of the court had gifted her for her birthday.

Well, there goes a waste of a perfectly good a drink! Was my thought as I turned to face my mother who was practically fuming.

"Do not test me son!" Mother said while glaring at me, "You are going to tell me what happened and you will tell me now!"

Very well then, if that was how it’s going to be! I muse as I stared up at my mother. "Dahlia is different and I meant what I said she is my wife."

"Your wi_" My mother closed her eyes slightly, looking as though she was choking on the word and couldn’t bring herself to say it.

I understood how she felt and her anger was justified. I honestly didn’t think I would be so protective of Dahlia but I meant what I said earlier, she belonged to me and I was going to start doing right by her. Nikolai was right, she was not her father! She was good and honestly, I was tired of fighting her, tired of fighting my feelings for her. I just end up hurting both of us in the process and I wasn’t sure I could take the look in her face anymore when I hurt her with words.

I wanted her to look at me the way she did before. With so much fire in her eyes, spark and the way they smiled at me whenever she was happy, I wanted that back and I think I got it. When I had declared her as my wife which was something I hadn’t plan on doing, I saw the confusion swimming I her ocean eyes. Eyes so filled with lots of questions and uncertainty, I was starting to think that I might have gone too far.

But then, she had smiled at me and then called me hers back and that was all it took for me to lose it. I knew why she had done that though. She had done it to spite my mother but despite it all, I didn’t care. All I cared about at the moment was the fact that she had decided to call me hers, that I belonged to her!

Swallowing down her curses she had been spewing for a minute, my mother turned to look back at me. "And what about the plan? Have you still forgotten that?"

I glared at my mother for the first time, "Oh I haven’t forgotten the plan." I said and I didn’t miss the way she visibly relaxed at my words, "But, I have another thing in mind and Dahlia won’t be part of it. We won’t be using her!"

That set my mother right back off faster than a storm rolling over the great sea. She whirled around to look at me, her nostrils flaring in her anger as she stared at me. "We won’t be using her? Who said anything about using her? Oh my, my, my, that little bitch has got you wrapped all over her finger now doesn’t she?" my mother asked and I had to refrain myself from rolling my eyes, "I knew I never should have allowed her to leave the manor but I was hoping she might have a little bit of an accident on the road."

"Okay, I think we are done here!" I said standing up from my seat but my mother wasn’t done with me, not quite.

She approached me with a malicious glint in her eyes. "No we are not because we haven’t even started!" She hissed at me, "Have you forgotten everything already? What she did_"

"Except that’s the thing mother!" I said with a note of exasperation in my tone, "She didn’t do anything, how could she? She wasn’t even born yet?"

"Doesn’t matter! We swore we would do eerything to get vengeance and we will do that now!" My mother yelled at me, then I watched as her face softened before she heaved out a sigh, "Don’t you get it Reagan, we’ve waited so damn long for this moment to allow it to be ruined for some temporary feelings. Dahlia is the key to the whole thing and we are this close to reaching our goal, this close to reaching our ultimate goal!"

"It’s not just temporary feelings, mother. I’m in love with her_"

Before I could finish my sentence my mom raised her hand and smacked me hard across the face. The rings she wore on her fingers caused sharp pains on my skin and I had no doubts that if I looked into the mirror, I would see angry red tiny lines across my face.

A metallic taste filled my mouth as my head whipped to the side and I clenched my jaw in response but didn’t say anything. Instead I exhaled slowly and forced down the surge of anger rising in my chest while my mother stood there, still fuming with anger, her eyes wild and unrecognizable as she stared at me.

"Don’t." She breathed, "If...if you know what’s good for you, you wouldn’t dare to finish that sentence!"

I stared at my mother who looked at me her eyes widening with horror and pure rage but there was also something else there. And it was because of that I closed my mouth and stopped myself from saying what I initially wanted to say.

Without saying anything else, I walked towards my mother and I went to hug her. My mother crumbled in my arms, holding me tightly as she begin to sob against my arms.

"I’m sorry, I’m so sorry." Mother sobbed as she clutched me close as if I was going to disappear any moment from now.

I stroked her soft dark tresses while murmuring soothing words to her. "Shh, shh, shh, it’s okay, it’s alright."

"I can’t lose you to her, I just can’t lose you to that girl not after the pain she caused me!" My mother said still sobbing but I could still hear the rage beneath her voice.

I forced myself to keep quiet because there was just no use going back and forth wither, not when she is like this. My mother clutched me close to her still crying and after a while, I walked her to her bedroom so she could lie down. Then, I stayed right next to her, comforting her till eventually she fell asleep.

The quiet breathing if my mother filled the room as I watched her sleep. In moment like this, it was almost impossible to believe she could be the woman who allowed rage to control her. I know it’s impossible to believe but my mother was the sweetest thing, she smiled a lot when I was younger. She rolled in the mud with me and believe it or not she was the first person to teach me wrestling.

If I closed my eyes I could still picture her laughing, mud on her face and all over her skirts. I could almost smell the baked pie she made for me and my siblings during sunny mornings on a Sunday and then a dark cloud settled and it was almost like neither of that ever happened.

Some people look at my mother and see a ruthless woman but all I see when I look at her was a broken woman who was trying to use rage to hold together pieces of herself that had been shattered long ago.

But my mother wasn’t ruthless, if she was it would have presented minimal challenges.

She wasn’t heartless. Such a choice would have presented minimal challenges.

My mother who had given her heart to love ended up becoming someone who was willing to destroy everything for protection from future less.

Even me.

Even...herself!

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