Chapter 11
Viona POV
Opening my eyes, I was greeted by the rays of sun penetrating from the window. It was morning. I slept till morning, My head didn't hesitate to ache, the last thing I saw was Mirage's face before darkness enveloped me, but it was too sudden, Not like sleep.
"That bastard knocked me out...gosh his head is strong" I thought and touched my forehead as I could feel a small bump.
My mother walked in, She sat beside me and felt my temperature with the back of her palm.
"Oh honey...Lucky thing your fall wasn't severe" She sighed as she placed an ice sachet on my forehead.
"My fall...?" I ask puzzled
'Don't tell me that bastard lied to my Mom, I'll expose him'
Just when I was about to speak, my father stepped in, he sat beside me and picked me up, placing me on his thighs.
"Don't worry dear, our daughter wouldn't die from a mere fall" He said, I then understood my father's intentions.
"Yes mommy, It doesn't even hurt anymore...see" I said, pressing the ice sachet on my forehead trying to prove I was okay.
"Okay" After one last test that almost made me scream in pain, my mother finally let me go, leaving only me and my Father in the room.
"You've grown" My father said with a proud look in his eyes, I could finally let those years I was holding it in. It fell like a fountain, to his surprise as he picked me up and walked towards the bathroom.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"I thought you liked me giving you a bath?"
I blushed from embarrassment,
"That was years ago, I'm big now"
I protested, just in front of the bathroom door. Since I was reborn, a maid or my mother has been bathing me, never my father, and now, I can't even make a proper excuse.
After thirty minutes of begging, he finally let me bathe myself, but on the condition that he watches me, I just wish to run away. There was no problem for a father to watch over his three years old daughter while she bathed in case of an emergency or accident, but I couldn't take off my clothes with him watching me like a hawk.
"Alpha...Alpha...Mark is back!" A voice echoed from outside.
"Be careful" He said to me and dashed for the door in a hurry. I immediately took the opportunity, I washed and rinsed myself neatly, stepped out and changed into the clothes prepared for me, that was laid arranged on the bed.
While changing, a maid came in to help me.
"What was that man saying?" I ask, She hesitated for a while pondering whether to tell me or not.
"My father wouldn't know" I tried to make her trust me a little, to fill me in.
"Well...Princess, your uncle just returned" The news came as a thunderbolt to my ears, I remember this incident very clearly.
After she was done with my shoes, I immediately ran away, ignoring her calls to wear a jacket as it was winter. When I arrived at my dad's office, I never knocked before entering. It became a habit, especially as my dad never stopped me.
I opened the door, shocking everyone inside. My dad sat at his table, my mom stood beside him, followed by his beta, Also at his side, and a few men who had their backs towards me.
I ran into my dad's arms, something I did on daily occasions. In his arms, I faced the other men, meeting them face to face for the first time in this life.
One had a very striking resemblance to my dad from my point of view, only his hair color. The man was not as muscular as my dad but had almost identical features. I didn't want to smile at this Man, but I had to,
My uncle stepped forward to take me from my father, but I refused to go with him. No doubt this was the first time meeting him in my life. I had the privilege to act ignorant and uncaring.
"Dad...what is it?" I asked, watching his distressed face, I then noticed a white paper in his arms. I took it out, He didn't mind, thinking I didn't know how to read. I opened the letter, only to discover it was the same letter that led to the war before he died. So my suspicion was finally solved, my uncle was the person who caused my father's demise.
"But why?" They were twins. I raised my head and watched him for a while, after close observation, I realized how cold he was. He was a serious Business man, that was something he tried to use and buy the pack from my dad in my past.
Two hours later.
After two hours, My Mom had to direct him to his room. Due to the remodeling of the north wing, he couldn't possibly find his room himself.
I looked at the paper again, I don't know how to explain it to him. But he doesn't have to go, and at the same time needs to.
I tried to destroy the paper, but my dad snatched it. It is not a toy Viona, give it back. This was the first time my dad used a harsh tone on me. I paused and he took it away from my reach.
"Dad please don't go..." I immediately burst into tears. He paused and patted me to stop crying. I again took the paper from the desk and threw it into the water he set to drink later.
"Oh my...!" He yelled, the paper was all soaked and couldn't even be read anymore. It wasn't an accident, it was a trap. I'm still not aware if it was intentional on the side of my uncle but this was the first step to my father's demise that I failed to stop in my past life.
But now I'm given a second chance, I would never let history repeat itself.
Not long after, my father's beta returned, on seeing the mess, a weird expression flashed across his face, it was quick but I noticed.
I stared at him for a while, our eyes met, and he held the warm smile it always did. I began doubting myself.
It was about noon, and I finally returned to my room. My father announced the end of the gathering after a week. And the north wing was out of band.
I enjoyed the peace and quiet, something I lost in the past due to my chaotic situations. I laid upside down on my bed and counted the tiles of the flood as I imagined if I hadn't come back, My life would have begun and ended in misery.
I thanked the goddess for my return, as everything felt like a dream...not a nightmare that almost became reality. My neck began to hurt and I stood up. My door is always locked, and everyone who entered had to knock.
A knock resounded, I wanted to unlock the door, when it opened, the person standing before me was someone I didn't expect.
My father's beta was standing before me.