Sinful Mates 1-3

chapter 97

Imogen’s POV

My head was racing, my mind going into overdrive at the sight of the man I thought was dead, now

standing before me.

“Hey sweety, you probably don’t remember me,” he says.

“You, you fucking killed us and left us” Josiah bellows coming face to face with the man that

changed them and disappeared off the face of the earth.

“Blame your guard dog there. He chased me away before I could explain,” he spat back at Josiah.

Tobias growled menacingly at being called a guard dog. Josiah went to step forward, but Mara got

between them.

“As interesting as this is to watch, we have more pressing matters at hand, and you have some

explaining to do as to why you just disappeared for a century,” she said, pointing to my father and

folding her arms across her chest.

“I was on vacation,” he said, eyeing his daughter, making me look at Bianca who had fallen silent

behind us, still trapped in the vines. She averted her eyes, and I knew there was something my father

was hiding for her benefit.

“Guards take Christopher away” Mara called before turning to Bianca.

“Now Cedric, I understand she is your daughter, but we will punish her, I never like these

challenges. Such a waste of life” she said, shaking her head before looking at my father. I couldn’t tear

my eyes from him. It was like looking at a ghost. I looked like him. I always thought I looked like my

mother but with him in front of me, I am not so sure. We had the same hair colour the same full lips, he

was a bit of a hippy which I didn’t picture, even in the memories I had of him, he was always clean and

well shaven and dressed clean. Not in dyed shirt and board shorts. His feet bare but his gaze softened

as he took me in and I could tell without a doubt he loved me even if he wasn’t there when I needed

him or that I could fully remember.

Tarina came forward, pulling my attention to her. “So, what about the challenge?” she asks and the

rest of the council members walk over too, also wondering.

"Will you be taking your position back?” The Irish man asks, looking at my father. My father nods

his head, and they look relieved.

“What about Christopher’s next in line?” Tobias asks.

“No, I reckon it is time for a change. Let the people vote who get the head of the table,” Percy says

stepping out from behind my father. I forgot he was even there. They all nod in agreement.

“Well, it is decided. Josiah welcome aboard. I will give you early congratulations as we all know

you have the people on your side and after this mess. I don’t see anyone stepping up to challenge you

for the spot.”

Josiah nods his head but adds nothing. Everyone’s eyes dart to Bianca, who shrinks under their

intense gaze.

“Imogen, you can choose what happens to your sister,” Josiah says, and everyone looks at me

waiting. My father’s eyes dart to hers, worried.

“She can share the same Fate Josiah had after he killed Alaric. Then I don’t care what you do with

her,” I tell them. Bianca screams and fights against the vines trapping her. Our father walks over to her

and rubs her cheek.

“You did the crime, now you must accept the punishment,” he tells her, and she drops her head

ashamed before nodding, a sob leaving her lips.

“It’s only a month of whipping and having organs pulled, Bianca. You will live, unfortunately. And to

add to that you will become my servant until we can trust you again,” Josiah sneered, and I knew he

would give her hell, as his eyes flared. Bianca paled, and I had to hold in my laugh.

I let the vines drop and wobbled slightly. Theo grabbing my elbow to steady me. I hadn’t realised

how much energy and power I was burning just by keeping her trapped until I let the magic go. A wave

of exhaustion washing over me and darkness pushing against me. Guards hauled Bianca away, kicking

and screaming.

“We will get out of your hair, go home, Imogen. You did well today. I know this won’t be the last

time I will see you,” Mara said dismissing everyone before walking off with the rest of the council. That

only left Josiah, Tobias, Theo, and my father standing in the quad with me. I looked between my father

and Josiah, who seemed to be having a Mexican standoff. The silence was awkward. What do you say

to the man who took your memories of him away?

“Dad, for the sake of Imogen, can you please take it up with Cedric later? As much as I want to

skin him alive, he is still her father,” Theo says, touching his father’s shoulder gently. Josiah takes a

deep breath before sighing. His eyes move to me and he comes over and hugs me tightly. I return his

hug.

“Take the car. I need to sort some things here. You are lucky your daughter is mates with my sons

and the mother of my grandchild,” he tells my father before turning to face his sons. “Your mother is

going to have a heart attack when she finds out,” he says looking at Theo and Tobias.

“Bianca said I had an adorable grandson,” my father said looking thoughtful. Tobias growls low and

I elbow him. My father smirks at my actions.

“You can meet him, just let me get my head around the fact you are alive first,” I tell him.

“Here put your number in here, I will ring you once everything settles down. I really want to meet

this grandson of mine and let you get to know me better, Imogen. I never planned for any of this. I loved

your mother still do, and I know Bianca has hurt you, but I promise she isn’t all bad. Hopefully, one day

you will get to know the better side of her,” he says, passing me his phone.

I doubt I will ever feel differently about Bianca, but I type my number into his phone, anyway. Today

has been a strange day.

Handing his phone back, he touches my shoulder, squeezing softly. “I better head in and I am sure

your father has some choice words he wants to deliver to me,” he says, nodding to Tobias and Theo.

“What now?” asks Theo watching as my father leaves.

“We go home” I tell him, walking to the portal needing this day to be over with. I just want to go Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

home and see my precious boy.