"Don't say anything to anyone. Don't even talk to anyone." I warn him as we drive in the pathway to my house.

As soon as our car becomes visible, armed men push through the bushes around the house, pointing the gun at us.

"Don't move." Rudolf claims in nervous tone.

Chuckling, I smirk at him before rolling the window down. His eyes widen, "I told you to-"

Cutting him off, I pull my head out, hearing clicks of the guns.

"Easy there, boys!" I shout. A hand grabs my arm and pulls me inside the car.

"What the hell are you doing?" Rudolf growls at me as I roll my eyes at him, motioning my head towards the gates which clanks open.

"They won't shoot me." I state. Curiosity itches his face but he drives inside the gate and parks the car along with the rest of mine. Dang I miss my car.

Standing under the breeze, I inhale the air of my house. It smells familiar. I miss it.

I run my hand on the top of my car before my eyes focus on an somewhat unfamiliar car model amongst the rest of familiar ones.

My eyes narrowed before I realised who it belongs to. Gritting my teeth, I move towards the doors with Rudolf beside me.

Before I could grab the handle, someone opens the door.

"As sharp as knife, Mr Stewart!" I tease him.

Mr Stewart looks at me with a strange look, his jaw ticking, his eyes narrowing on me then he senses another figure beside me.

"Who is this fine man?" Mr Stewart asks, his eyes giving Rudolf a serious look.

"I don't know, he's been following me." I shrug, hiding my smirk as Mr Stewart narrows his eyes on Rudolf while Rudolf tenses beside me.

"Just kidding..." I reply, moving inside my house as Me Stewart opens the doors wide open.

Moving my way inside, I make my way to the kitchen where I found some staff working. They all nod at me when I enter as I open the pour myself a glass of water. Turning myself, I come face to face with Rudolf with glass in my hand.

"Why are you following me? Do you need water too?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

But then I notice his posture. He almost looks awkward, standing in his suit with his hands tuck inside the pockets. I smirk.

Now now that's something we don't see everyday, do we now? 

"No" he replies back, clearing his throat.

"Then go, do whatever you want around-" I got caught off by a familiar voice.

"Is she back?!" I heard someone exclaims loudly.

The flames of anger which had calmed down for sometime are back. The fiery balls of anger consumes my body, my head tingles, my mind urges me to do something, smash something- break something.

The glass I have been grabbing was suddenly snatched from my hand. My eyes snap towards Rudolf to find him with my glass. Suddenly I realised that I have been holding the glass too tightly.

I grit my teeth in anger.

He steps forward, looking at me in confusion.

"What's wrong?" He asks but I pull away from him.

"None of your business!" I spat, making him frown. Although his face was stern, his eyes look concerned. He must be thinking what's wrong with me. But maybe he is used to it now.

The old self is back. I have been so lost and occupied with all the wolf stuff that I almost forgot where I have come from and where I have to return in the end. My chest feels heavy again.

"Where is she? Does she always return back after days?!" A squeaky, annoying voice speaks again.

You know the voice like something dragging over something slippery like when you drag a fork against your glass plate making you want to cut your ears off? That's how I describe that woman's voice.

Throwing my head back, I look at the ceiling, trying to calm myself down. I hear shuffling of feets, probably the staff leaving for their lives.

I sigh and close my eyes, mentally and physically preparing myself for the hell which will surely break loose.

Now now, don't loose it, Miracle.

Loose it, I say. Set the house on fire, I say. Another voice whispers in my head.

Hmmmm. Maybe I should.

When I open my eyes, I switch over to my usual self. I look at Rudolf and the look on his eyes tells me what I want to know.

I stare blankly at me. Without any expression. That's right. That's how it should be always from the start.

Side stepping him, I make my way towards the hell which would break loose.

I am the one who would be breaking it loose.

However, a hand stops me by grabbing my arm. I know whose it belongs to.

Maybe it's the time to finally break his fingers for once and for all.

"Don't." I speak without looking at him.

Almost hesitantly, he loosens his grip, moving forward.

"Keep calm, Dove.." he whispers, softly. His words almost have a strong effect on me. Some of my tensed muscles relaxed but I remind myself I can't be off guard right now.

Pulling my arm away from his, I make my way towards the living room.

"Whatever happens, don't butt in." I say in a stern voice with him tailing behind me.

I don't want to admit it but his presence behind me is calming me down unintentionally.

In this situation, I would be storming there with eyes on fire usually but with him, I feel like I could breath.

Woah there, stupid brain. Stop making things up.

Once the living room comes into my view, the scene in front of me puts a sneer on my face.

What was I saying about I could breath? Well shit, now my lungs are on fire!

"What the fuck are they all doing here?" I ask no one in particular.

All eyes snap towards me but my eyes pin to only one person.

The person who stands up, slowly, looking at me with the same blank expression.

For a fleeting second, I saw something crosses his eyes but I didn't dwell on it.

This man can't be gentle to anyone.

"Mira." He speaks in a low and soft tone, a contrast to his stern face.

My lips set in a grimace, a sour look taking over my face as I turn my eyes back at Mr Stewart whose eyes look at me softly, shaking his head at me.

"Who let them in?"

"That's now how you speak to your family, young lady!" My father exclaims, moving a step towards me.

As soon as he did that I feel his presence moving closer to me as well.

My father's eyes move behind me and slightly narrows, confusing taking over his face as his lips setting into thin line.

"Mr Volkov?" My father questions.

Volkov? Who is Volkov and why is he looking at someone behind me?

That someone who I know very well.

My head snaps toward Rudolf. Although I am confused by this, I remain calm. Like I know what's going on. Like I know who is Volkov actually is.

That damn reindeer! He could have atleast told me his full name!

"What are you doing with my daughter?" My father asks in a stern voice. I snort. Like he actually care.

The atmosphere was so tense, I wish I had a knife so I can try cutting through it.

He looks at me with anger in his eyes like he is annoyed.

Finally yes!

"Mira-" He says my name again in a warning. And then I had enough.

"You don't have any right to call me that Mr Jones? It's Miracle for you! And what? Daughter? Funny hearing that word from you, no?" I say in a threatening tone. I move forward, my eyes ablaze and my hands in fists.

"Behave!" He raises his voice at me which makes me widen my eyes in disbelief and more anger.

The anger seems to flow from my heart, reaching my fingers, my veins, flowing my blood until it reaches my brain. I see red.

"How dare you!?" I scream, loudly. He flinches but regain his posture. I heard a gasp and my eyes turn towards the source.

That gold digger bitch. And- his son.... Both are there. Inside my house. Sitting like it's theirs. How dare she puts a foot in my house!

Had I said I see red above? Now what I see is shade darker than red it's blood. Because my blood is boiling now!

"What the fuck is she doing here? Who let this bitch in?!" I scream again.

"Put your voice down! That's now how you talk to your mother!" My father screams again, moving towards me in anger.

But as soon as he came to stand in front of me, Rudolf puts himself between me and my father.

"This is a family matter, Mr Volkov. Please don't interfere." His chest was heaving up and down in anger too, his eyes glaring daggers at Rudolf.

Ignoring Rudolf's giant body infront of me, i step aside and glare at my father,
"Don't ever call her my mother! I had only one mother who you all killed. Don't you dare stand infront of me pretending to be my dad." gritting my teeth I spat out in a threatening and low tone before continuing with a smirk

"And what family matter, are you talking about Mr Jones? I'm not catching up? I don't know any of you as my family. Who are you again?" I smile in fake sweetness but my eyes are saying otherwise.

He sighs, resignation taking over his face. He knows he can't win in this. I'm not someone he can control.

"Miracle, please don't be like that." That woman speaks, moving towards me as well, knowing fully well how much I hate her and her annoying voice.

I open my mouth to say something before my father beats me to it.

"Ellen, please stay out of this." She stops when hearing my father. Her eyes which were brimming with mockery with lips turned into small smile turned upside down with a distaste after hearing my father's words.

I throw a smirk at her, mockingly.

Rudolf who had been standing in front of me, silently speaks for the first time.

"Mr Jones, good to see you here, hope you are doing well?" He moves his hand forward with his hand out in a shake. His voice rings throughout the room in an authoritive and domineering way.

Jax who was sitting beside her mother all this time, stands recognition falling on his eyes.

"You are the same guy from the club that day." He states with furrowed eyebrows, his eyes flickering towards me before snapping away almost immediately when he saw my eyes throwing daggers at him.

Although my father is also boiling with anger right now but he shakes his hand.

"You have met both of my children?" I snort again at the word "children".

My father looks at me again, opening his mouth to say something but Rudolf cuts him off.

"Dove, relax.."

I didn't miss the looks which cross everyone's face there. Ellen looked taken aback, Jax looking angry but he quickly changed it, Mr Stewart looking horrified and my father shocked.

Of course they haven't met anyone who used these words for me and survived without broken bones.

But he is a wolf. Don't get it wrong, it's not exception. It's just hard breaking his bones!

Throwing glares at Ellen, Jax and then my Keeping my eyes locked at my father, I sneer, "I can't be relaxed when seeing their faces."

"Dove.." A warning hides under his tone which I choose to ignore. I will beat his ass later for using that tone with me. Who does he think he is?

He didn't give me a chance to reply before speaking again,
"Yeah as you heard from your boy, we met at a club . Well I won't call it meeting. And as for your daughter, he is my girlfriend." My eyes snap toward him, widen...

What the actual fuck.

What are these words my ears just heard?

Where is my gun ? I want to shoot his cocky self.

I heard gasps around the room. Apart from my father who is now gritting his teeth in anger? Disbelief? Whatever it is, I'm too shocked myself to process anything.

Girlfriend?

Bloody hell . I will kill this bastard !

But before that I have some other matters to attend. Others unpleasant matters.

"Get out." I state, looking at my father.

"This is my house!"

"Not yours . You gave it to me legally so it's mine now. So get the hell out." I narrow my eyes.

A moment of silence passed by as my father scans my face. His eyes soften. I know this. Now he will talk nicely pretending to be sweet so he can guilt trip me like he used to do. Never again.

"Miracle. Please why are you being like this? It's been so long... please forget everything and move on. I want us to live peacefully and happily together." How dare he. He speaks like I'm the one who is to blame.

Live peacefully and happily?

I am shaking. I can feel myself shaking in anger. I try to control myself but it was too late.

Grabbing the vast which was on the table, I grab it before throwing. Jax gasps, putting Ellen beside him protectively as she shrieks.

"Miracle!"

"Dove!"

"Live peacefully and happily? Together?" I screamed taking steps towards Jax and Ellen.

"Miracle stop!" I heard my father shout but I was already punching Jax, breaking his nose on the impact as he held his nose and grabbing hairs of Ellen before throwing her on the ground.

Ellen is a woman in his mid 40's. My father had been in affair with her since 24 years before I was even born. He hid his affair from us, had a son. It would have been better if she had remained hidden but this woman had other plans . She saw an opportunity and took it and he wants me to live with her?

My father moves toward Ellen to help her as Rudolf holds me back. Wrapping his arms around myself he pins me to his body. I struggle in his hold, wanting to kill them. Burn this house down and end this for once and for all!

"You want me to live peacefully and happily together with the woman who drove my already dying mother to his grave early? You want me to live peacefully and happily together with the so called brother who tried to rape me? You want me to live peacefully and happily together with the father who was not there when my mother hang herself?!" I Screamed my lungs out.

"YOU WANT ME TO DO THAT, YOU BASTARD?" My throat scrapped painfully as I shout. I was heaving up and down but I failed to notice that Rudolf who was standing beside me had stiffened.

His grips tightened almost painfully but I was so engulfed in anger that I kept trying to free myself from his hold as I spat on the floor.

"Move on?! You want me to move on from the death of my mother and the day where I almost got sexually abused? How dare you call yourself my father!"

He winched when hearing my words. A hurtful expression crossing his face. His voice turns low, his shoulder slumps down in defeat as he reaches towards me with one hand out.

"Mira.. Please we are sorry. We didn't mean to. I didn't mean that. I didn't know Lily would do that. Jax was drunk that day he-"

"Stop justifying yourself and get the hell out! Get away!" I keep screamed. I kept screaming.

I screamed till my throat scratches. I screamed till I heard my ears ring. I didn't know what happened but the last thing I remember was my body going down on its own as my eyes rolled above.

The voices start to fade. I feel like I'm underwater even I can't hear my screaming anymore.

But the last word I heard was his voice clear among the ringing. I could have heard his voice even if I'm 46 meters deep inside the sea.

"Dove!"

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