Page 101 of Heart of the Cursed
Chapter 40
Selene couldn’t have been more shocked if he’d walked up and slapped her in the face with a wet fish. All she could do was stand there and stare at the male that claimed to be her father.
What could she say? What did she want to say? The answer to both was nothing. She had absolutely no interest in speaking with him.
“You’re lying,” Arun said.
“Nothing that comes out of the mouth of a dark Elf can be trusted,” Dain spat.
It was only then that she noticed his ears. They weren’t as pointed as Arun’s Fae ears, but they definitely weren’t rounded like a Human.
“I may be an Elf,” her so called father admitted. “But it doesn’t change the fact that Seleneismy daughter.”
Surely Arun would have known if she had Elven magic in her? Selene didn’t know much about his kind, but she knew they had been at war with the Fae since long before they came to the Human realm. And as far as she knew, their war still continued to this day.
“Darkelf,” Dain reiterated.
Kolvar bared his teeth as he sneered at Dain. “Yes, I’m a dark Elf.”
Finally able to find her voice, Selene demanded, “What are you doing here?”
He softened his features before turning back to Selene. “I’ve come to talk to you, my daughter.”
“What about?” she asked.
“Is it wrong for a father to want to get to know his daughter?” he asked.
“Yes.”
She didn’t believe him for one second.
He tutted at her curt reply. “I thought a daughter of mine would have better manners than that.”
“I’m not your daughter.”
“I beg to differ,” he countered. “I can assure you; I was very much involved in creating you.”
“Creating? Creating?” she asked, gob-smacked at what she was hearing. “I’m not some science experiment.”
“Technically, you were,” Kolvar said. “Just you and your mother didn’t know about it.”
What the actual fuck? Who does this man think he is?
But she knew exactly who he thought he was. Her father. Surely if her mother had known her father was this arse wipe, she would have warned Selene about him?
Then she remembered all the times she’d tried to talk to her mother about him. Her mother had changed the subject every single time. Maybe that was her way of telling Selene to stay well away from him.
God, she wished her mother was still alive to ask. Not that she had that kind of time. Even if she wanted to postpone the spell, she couldn’t. The nagging feeling had turned into an all-consuming scream in her head. It had started when they arrived at the standing stones and had gradually got worse the longer they were there.
“What do you want?” Arun demanded, reminding her that she wasn’t alone.
“I want to talk to my daughter,” Kolvar repeated.
“You’ve said that already,” Selene said. “But you haven’t said about what.”
He tilted his head to the side. “Isn’t it obvious?”
“Not really,“ she replied, shaking her head.
