Pureblood King's Hope

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Chapter 54: Baby Girl


“Oh my gosh, shut the hell up!” I flinched as Cam continuously yelled at the new born baby girl crying in her arms.

Erebus’ baby girl.


It’d been a month since he sent me away. Considering how well of an asset I was to Erebus, Enos gladly took me in. I was one of Erebus’ best assassins. Of course, Enos didn’t hesitate to accept me. When he saw Zeus standing beside me, he seemed to be even happier about Erebus’ decision to send me away.

It wasn’t hard to see, he didn’t trust us. Really, he shouldn’t. I didn’t care who my emperor was, Erebus is my King. I would always protect him even if it meant getting myself killed.

My concern for him had only grown since Cam decided to run to Enos. Poor man, she had him wrapped around her little finger. When he first saw her, I could see the hurt in his eyes the second his gaze landed on her belly. He truly felt for the manipulative bitch.

Of course, Enos wasn’t going to allow her to stay knowing she was carrying Erebus’ child. That was until...she claimed he raped her. Looking me dead in the eye, she told Enos that Erebus killed “Hope” and was keeping Cam enslaved. She claimed he had been keeping her since the night after the ball. That the only reason she was able to “escape” was because of Kevin’s death.

It wasn’t hard for Enos to believe her because no more than half an hour later, all coven leaders received word of the King’s loss.

Many valued Kevin. She was a company everyone enjoyed--even Enos.

The news was heartbreaking. Zeus and I mourned her for days. I couldn’t imagine what Erebus must have been feeling. Kevin was his everything. He would’ve given anything for that little girl. It was why he didn’t give up the Prince’s crown when Enos’ brother, Karic, demanded for it. It was that same desire to protect his sister that he gladly accepted Karic’s challenge and beat him for the King’s crown.

“Genesee!” I flinched at the irritation in Cam’s voice that pulled me out of my thoughts.

“Yes, ma’am?” I questioned as I neared her.

She rested on Enos’ bed as she aggressively shook the baby in her hands. The baby girl was no more than a week old and Cam had already found ways to make her miserable. There were many times I wanted to take the baby from her arms and run away, but I knew the consequences for my actions.

I came to a halt just a couple of feet away from her and she outstretched her arms, nodding to the child. “Take it,” she said. “For all I care, throw it in the fucking basement. Just...make it shut up!”


“Ma’am, she’s your child.” I tried to reason with her as I took the child from her arms.

She scoffed, shooing me away as she stated, “That thing is not my child until it learns to shut up. Get it away from me.”


Holding the little girl close to me, I walked out of the bedroom. The second I stepped foot in the hallway, the baby stopped crying. I took a quick glance at the little girl, her hazel eyes instantly capturing mine.

She has his eyes...

As I walked down the hallway, my gaze landed on Zeus. He gave me a questioning look till I came to a halt at the end of the hallway. I nodded towards the left passageway before continuing my way to the back door of Enos’ home.

The sound of Zeus’ footsteps behind me brought a sense of contentment. Once we reached the end of the hall, I glanced down at the staircase that led down to another hall.

“What are you doing?” Zeus whispered into my ear as I hesitantly made my way down the stairs. He walked right beside me, keeping his senses on alert as I kept mine.

“We can’t stay here any longer, Zeus...” I whispered. “She’s going to kill this little girl if we do. I have to get her to her father.”

Zeus sighed, “We’ll be killed if we step foot into Erebus’ territory. We’re enemy now.”

I shook my head, arguing, “We have to try...”

As we reached the bottom of the staircase, my gaze shifted to meet Zeus’. I could see the worry in his eyes, but nodded in agreement.

“Mardel is probably leading the patrol group in New York. We’ll make it there in an hour if we run,” I said to him. Again, he nodded. He planted a gentle kiss on my forehead before glancing down at the baby in my arms.

“We will be seen leaving...You know that?” Zeus’ voice held hesitation.

I nodded. “I know.”

Gently, he took hold of my chin, my gaze instantly shifting to look up at him. My eyes met his beautiful dark-brown orbs. “I’ll watch your back,” he promised. “No harm will come to you or this child. I just need you to keep running no matter what.”

Is he saying...

Fear washed over me. I felt my heart sink as tears threatened to build in my eyes. “Wha--”

“We are all going to make it back,” he said. “I just need you to trust me, okay?”


There wasn’t a minute I didn’t think of her.


There wasn’t a minute I didn’t miss her.


I felt numb, and it wasn’t the whiskey I had been sipping on. Days after Kay’s death, I grieved her. Days after Silver had been taken away from me, I missed her.

My little sister’s death made me realize just how much I had and took for granted. She was the only thing that kept me from allowing myself to truly become the cruel man I often felt the need to be. I would’ve given anything for her to live.


I leaned back into my throne, taking the final sip of whiskey. I then handed the empty glass to the slave kneeling just beside me before shooing her away.

The house had grown silent over the past few weeks. I wasn’t the only one that mourned my sister, and shortly after her passing, Jordan took her leave. She said she couldn’t stay here anymore and she would be moving away to stand beside the Brazilian Emperor: Adonis.

I didn’t try to stop her.

Truthfully, I didn’t want to.

I really didn’t give a damn about what happened to anyone else anymore.

That was for the exception of one…


I never realized just how much she meant to me until I watched her father pull her away. I felt the need to fight for her, to keep her. Why didn’t I? Because I didn’t deserve her. All the horrible things I did to her... She should’ve had her father kill me and gladly watched.

I want her.

I miss her.

I love her.

I didn’t know what it was like to feel defenseless until I watched them pull her away and I being unable to do anything to keep her from leaving.

I had the chance.

I screwed up.

I didn’t care that she lied to me. At first, I was upset, but I didn’t hate her. I understood why she did it. And no matter how much I wanted to hate her, I couldn’t.

Her eyes...

That’s what it was.

The way she looked at me with those beautiful eyes of hers...

She did things to me.

The times I held her...

The warmth of her body against mine...

She made me feel.

What did I do? I broke her.

At first, that’s all I wanted. I wanted her to submit to me. I wanted her to beg me to stop beating her. I wanted her to beg me to fuck her. I wanted to break her.

Now, all I want is my unbreakable little Hope.

My unbreakable Silver.

I just wanted to see her again...

I wanted to apologize for every single thing I did to her. I needed to.

The feeling of self-hatred made me want to kill myself.

They should’ve killed me.

The sound of my deep sigh pulled me out of my thoughts. The second I glanced at the double doors that offered an exit from my home, the memory of the Seekers barging in flashed through my mind. I had put off so many of my duties since the day I was brought the witch, Doraime.

Considering my punishment was not death, I assumed the timer I had been put on had been...dropped.

If the Seekers wouldn’t kill me, I was sure it wouldn’t be long before someone else took it upon themselves to do so.

I stood from my throne, walking off the small stair platform, I began my way to the cellar.

I saw no point in keeping the witch any longer. She was of no use to me.

I walked down the hallway that led to the cellar, my eyes catching a pair of familiar blue-gray orbs. It wasn’t until I came to a halt just a couple of feet away from him that his attention was directed to me.


Since the incident, we hadn’t spoken to each other. I chose to keep my distance for the simple fact that I didn’t want to worsen our friendship--if we still had a friendship.

I sighed, sliding my hands in my pockets. He eyed me for a moment, and I could tell he wanted to speak but refrained from doing so.

I really didn’t wish to speak to him at the moment though, so I simply nodded to the direction in which I had walked from. “Shouldn’t you be out on patrol?” I questioned

It seemed as if he was to protest, but bit back on whatever it was that he wanted to say and simply nodded. Hesitantly, he edged away from me before completely giving me his back and walking off.

I turned my attention to the corridor ahead of me and began my way down to the cellar. The air reeked of blood and oil. The second it met my senses, the memory of the horrible things I did to Silver created this greater burden in my chest. It was the same one that nearly drove the sanity away from me.

Soon, I came to a halt at the entrance to the room, my gaze instantly landing on the chains hanging from the ceiling. A knot formed at the edge of my throat, the guilty feeling that had not bothered to slip away only growing.

The way she looked at me... She pleaded with her eyes. She begged the monster standing in front of her to listen. But not for a second did I stop. No, I kept whipping her until I grew tired. And when I couldn’t hit her anymore, it was the look in her eyes that made me want to stop and beg her to forgive me. Even when I thought she hurt Kevin, I didn’t want to hurt her. It was the look in her eyes that made me question whether she had in fact done it. Still, I didn’t stop.

The memory of her pain-filled screams brought tears to my eyes. It wasn’t until I felt a tear slip down my cheek that I was able to draw my attention from the area and turn it to the witch sitting on the cold floor with her wrists still being held captive by shackles.

“Are you here to kill me, now?” The witch spoke. Her expressionless features led me to believe she had prepared for the moment I would decide that it was time that I take her life.

I shook my head, approaching her. Once I came to stand but a foot away from her, I came to a halt and crouched down to her eye level.

I truly had nothing to say to her. So, I simply showed her.

I took hold of the shackles and used my inhumane strength to break them, granting her wrists freedom. She gave me a questioning look, furrowing her eyebrows at me.

“Why did y--”

“I have no intention of fighting anymore,” I cut her off. “If you wish to kill me, I will not try to stop you. If you wish to take over my empire, feel free to do so. I’m done.” I stood up, straightening on my feet.

I had given up.

Proving that I truly had no intentions of fighting, I stepped back and raised my arms in defeat. Hesitantly, she stood on her feet. She eyed me in uncertainty for a while, but eventually, she sighed and a hint of guilt flashed in her eyes. “I am not going to kill you,” she said. “She wouldn’t have wanted this and I owe her.”


“I do not want war. Far too many innocent lives have been claimed by our lack to come to agreement. I only demand…” her voice trailed off. “Give us our rights. Even out the playing field, and we will gladly share these grounds with you. I do not want violence or one to rule over another. All I ask for is...peace.”


I was in utter surprise to hear her say those words. If my race had been treated the way that hers had been for centuries, I would want them all dead.

My ignorance caused the unnecessary loss of so many lives. They didn’t want power over us or special treatment...they wanted equality and fair treatment.

Without hesitation, I nodded. In doing so, she gave me a slight nod before turning on her heels and heading towards the far end of the cellar where no lighting invaded the darkened area.

“For what it is worth...I am sorry for your loss,” she mumbled. The second her body was concealed in darkness, she vanished.

In that moment, I felt this light weight being lifted off of my shoulders. It was a small step in the right direction--a direction that I should’ve made way for a long time ago.

I turned on my heels, a sigh parting my lips. My gaze wandered to the entrance of the room where the person I once trusted with my life stood and my heart sank.


Her lips were curled up into a small smile, but her eyes held despair. “Hey...” she whispered. At the sound of her voice, everything that I had been holding back demanded be released and without the will to hold on, I allowed myself to break.

My knees buckled, at the sickening feeling in my stomach, hunched over till I was forced to hold myself up by my arms. Uncontrollable tears fell from my eyes. My attempt to suppress my sobs was simply useless.

“I’m sorry!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.

It felt as if my heart had been ripped out of my chest and the pain that lingered within wouldn’t allow me to breathe.

My vision went hazy. Every sound became inaudible. Every attempt to gasp for air was denied. All until I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. Then, and only then, was I able to breathe and my senses returned to me.

I shifted my gaze to meet Genesee’s, she had kneeled beside me and pulled me into her arms. The top of my head rested on the crook of her neck as one of her hands rested on the side of my head, the other on my back.

“Listen, you have to get yourself together. Okay?” Genesee whispered as she wiped the tears from my cheeks.

“There’s no point. There’s no fucking point! She’s gone...They both are...” my voice trailed off.

She released a deep sigh before moving her hand from my back and bringing it to the side of my face. Forcing me to look at her, she wiped the remaining tears on my cheeks as she held her own in her eyes. “You have to. You don’t have a choice,” she said. “There is a baby girl waiting to meet her father. You have to!”

Baby girl?

Shifting my sight away from her, my eyes landed on Mardel. He gave me a sympathetic look before stepping aside, exposing Zeus behind him. My eyes wandered from his dark-brown orbs to the blanket he held in his arms.

As he approached me, I was able to get a glimpse of what he held within the blanket. A new born child.

My child.

“Man, I’m not going to lie...” My attention shifted to Mardel as he spoke. “You’re an asshole, but you have heart. You’re a father now. Get yourself together and be the man this baby girl needs.”

Zeus nodded and he took a single step to me before crouching down to my eye level.

“You have a chance to make up for some things. She needs her father, Erebus...” Genesee’s voice trailed off as Zeus hesitantly outstretched his arms. The second he had done so, I took the infant from his arms and carefully positioned her in mine.

I glanced down at her. The moment my eyes captured hers, I felt an instant and uncontrollable desire to protect her. I felt the wanted to fight for her.

She is my baby girl...

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