Tasting
Chapter 435

435–Stealing My Son

Nora:

“What are you saying? Stay out of our personal business, Rollo,” Brody seemed shocked, he yelled at his best friend. This is what I had been waiting to see. All this time, me being nice to Rollo was only because I had pitted him against Brody. The two had clearly made a decision back when they found out I was pregnant. They caused me so much pain when they smirked in my face and told me I would not be allowed to see my children.

Even Rollo, when I was pregnant, and Jerry gave me such a hard time. It was all fun and games until they saw me fight those mutants. Rollo began to show emotions for me when we spent time together. Did he think it would be our very own hate–to–love story?

I leaned back and watched Rollo clench his jaw. “Brody, since when is Nora a personal matter to you? You never made any decisions about her on your own. You always called a meeting, humiliated her, and then let her fate be in others‘ hands,” Rollo hissed, making Brody’s jaw drop..

“Rollo! Don’t forget I am your alpha,” Brody said, getting up after slamming his hand on the table.

“Right. You are only my alpha from now on. That friend who I grew up with is gone. You are just so thirsty for power that you don’t even see what you are doing to yourself and your pack members,” Rollo stood up, towering over Brody.

Oh wow! This was going well.

“Rollo! What is happening to you? Is this because I yelled at Clara?”

Thankfully, Brody was so dense and full of himself that he couldn’t fathom that someone was fighting with him for me.

“I don’t think you understand, Brody. You make decisions and then you change them. We have promised her that she will get to hold her son-” Rollo’s words were cut short by a grunt from Brody’s lips.

“Stop making it seem like you are the only one who cares about her and her happiness. You are constantly trying to portray me as the bad guy,” Brody finally caught on to the situation.

“I said what I had to say. I think you should stick to your promises,” Rollo fixed his jacket and stormed away, leaving Brody in utter shock.

Brody then turned to look my way and pointed his finger at me. “Did you ask him to fight me for you?”

I rolled my eyes, showing disbelief. “You think I would do that? Seriously, Brody? Do you think of me as some weak person who would go around asking for help?” I exaggerated his simple question, which, to be fair, I was guilty of, and sounded so offended that he seemed lost for a moment.

“Or is it the fact that someone wants to see me happy? Is that what it is? You hate to see me smile. Or else, you could have let me meet Roman and then asked for my decision in one week. But instead, you would just watch me suffer and then ask me why I dread the idea of being with you,” I shouted until my throat felt itchy, then fell silent to cough.

“Hey, drink some of this,” he instantly handed me a glass of water, but I pushed his hand away.

“I know you don’t care about me, Brody. Just don’t pretend like you do.” I wanted to punch him in the gut. I didn’t care if he cared or not, but there are moments when poison is more effective than violence.

“I care–okay? Why do you think everyone else cares about you except for me?” Now he was changing his tone. I knew he wouldn’t like being in competition with Rollo.

“You want to hold Roman? Fine. Here are the keys. You can go and be with him, but when you leave, you will have to return the keys, okay?” He handed me the keys, and I nodded my head aggressively.

I knew he would now leave so many guards outside my other children’s room. That’s what he does to ensure I don’t take away all the children and run away.

I rushed upstairs with a wide smile on my lips, but a tinge of unease still lingered. I had a feeling that something bad was going to happen. Or maybe something very shocking.

I opened the door to replace Janet in the room with Roman. My heart flipped inside my chest at her presence.

“What are you doing here?” I yelled, reaching her in haste and snatching my baby out of her hands.

“I was taking care of him. Be grateful,” the same words Brody had said to me were on her lips. She didn’t stick around for me to ask her any more questions and sped out. I had a storm inside me, but for now, I wanted to spend time with my baby.

“You look healthy,” I said through tears, watching Roman look at me with a confused expression. Did he forget about me?

“My baby, I am your mommy,” I sat down to feed him. I was beginning to feel very uncomfortable about Brody and Janet spending time with him.

Is that why Brody fired the nanny? Was Janet taking care of my son this whole time? And then I recalled the way Brody asked her the question. He used “we“-we as in Janet and Brody’s son.