Her Devilish Alpha - Chapter 160

Emilio had missed being visited by Madeline. His daughter had been visiting him less and less, and that worried him. Was she alright?

Did something happen to her? And was Xavier aware of what had happened to his dear Madeline?

“Xavier!” He exclaimed in annoyance once he could no longer take it.

The man, who had heard his name being called, zipped to Emilio’s room.

What was it this time?

Xavier looked just as annoyed as he was when he asked Emilio, “What is it, Emile? Another one of your requests? I told you I can’t fulfil them. I can’t just excuse you of–”

“That’s not what I called you here for, I called you here to ask you about my daughter.”

Tilting his head to the side, the young man questioned, “What do you have to ask about Madeline?”

His annoyance towards Emilio subsided. Was the old man really just worried about his daughter? Was that really the only reason he had called him here?

“She didn’t visit me the day before. Or today. Is she alright?”

“And how do you know if she’s not alright just because she doesn’t visit you for two days straight?” Xavier inquired, wanting to know.

“My gut feeling is telling me something is wrong with Madeline,” Emilio said.

Xavier lowered his voice, explaining to Emilio, “Madeline is alright. Why she didn’t visit you the other day, I have no idea. But she got drunk and is now having a hangover.”

“Did she eat dinner?”

Xavier nodded, relieving Emilio of his worry, “Yes, she has. I made sure she did.”

“Thank luna,” Emilio said gratefully.

Even Xavier could tell he cared about his daughter.

Xavier had warmed up to Emilio. Hmm, it wasn’t really warmed up, but he wasn’t as cruel to Emilio as he was before. He was a tad bit more lenient. Maybe it was because Emilio was still Madeline’s biological father one way or another. If anything happened to him, she’d be distraught.

They had developed a father-daughter bond. If anything happened to Emilio? Madeline wouldn’t forgive herself. Ever.

She had already lost Indiana. Then Emilio too? It would be too much to bear on her part.

Emilio gritted his teeth. Madeline never got to tell him how her date went. Did it go well? Did Xavier treat her well?

He hoped Madeline was doing alright, and that she was happy during yesterday’s date with Xavier. Of course, Emilio had no say in Madeline’s personal business, although he did feel slightly hurt his daughter didn’t think of him.

She had other things to do rather than talk to him.

“Anything else you would like to ask me? I’m going to leave now, if you don’t have any more questions for me,” Xavier said flatly.

“It’s not a question, but it’s a reminder,” Emilio said. Staring at him, he told Xavier, “You and I both know what happened that day was no accident. Someone’s out for you and your friends.”

Taking a deep breath, he admitted that he only told Xavier this because it concerned Madeline. If she was in danger from whoever had planned that attack on Xavier and the others on that day? Emilio would never forgive himself. Or Xavier for that matter.

Madeline was the only family he had left. She was also the only child he had. Even if he had multiple children, his worry for her wouldn’t subside. He still cared for her, despite only knowing her for a relatively short while. She took after her mother in some ways, and she seemed to be fond of her father too.

Xavier nodded, “I know that. I’m having Adrian look into it.”

That was when Emilio frowned, something he had taught Xavier was not to trust people so easily. Then again, he wasn’t foolish. Emilio was fully aware who Adrian was. Adrian was Xavier’s beta, meaning if he told Xavier to doubt Adrian and not trust him, Xavier would not like that.

“Excellent,” Emilio said, slightly proud of Xavier.

Good for him.

The only reason he told Emilio what he had done was because Emilio was not the one behind it. It didn’t make sense. If there was even a risk his precious daughter would be harmed and the end of the first werewolf’s bloodline would come, he wouldn’t do it. Heck, if he truly was the one who was behind this, that would have meant someone was helping him. Someone within Eudora. That seemed very unlikely, and Emilio had made that very clear.

As he had put it while in a fit of rage when he discovered what happened, as well as how he wasn’t able to help fight the ferals off, ‘I’m going to kill the bastard who dares try to hurt her the next time I lay eyes on him.’

“Also, how did the date go?” Emilio asked Xavier, changing the topic since Xavier didn’t seem so pleased that Emilio brought it up.

Yes yes, Emilio knew about how Xavier wanted to take Madeline out on their very first date.

Xavier strangely felt obligated to ask Emilio for his permission to bring his daughter out on a date. He figured it was the least he could do considering Emilio was still Madeline’s father.

And luckily, Emilio allowed him to. It was clear that Xavier made Madeline happy, and if his daughter was happy, Emilio just couldn’t say no. Could he?

If he did, Madeline would kill him. Maybe literally, Emilio didn’t know.

What he did know was that he had grown fond of his daughter. She took after Cornelia in some ways, in the sense she had the best of her. She was strong, resilient… she had an uncanny resemblance to Cornelia. It was stupid now that Emilio thought about it.

Why didn’t he realise sooner? He felt like an idiot.

A faint smile was now on Xavier’s face, “It went well.”

Emilio squinted menacingly at Xavier, about to ask him a question before he stopped himself.

Xavier folded his arms. Best to leave before Emilio asked any more questions.

“I’ll take my leave now.”

Emilio had been moved to a different place, and into a room. That way, he could clean himself up, and someone was assigned to bring him food everyday. Madeline had offered to do it, but she couldn’t do it everyday.

Of course, Emilio had no complaints about it. Moving someplace more comfortable was already a miracle.

Truth be told, had it not been for Madeline, he would have died long ago. So, he would cherish this with his life.

And then, he was all alone.

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“I’m baaaack,” Xavier announced.

“Xavier, what are you doing here?” Madeline asked, baffled. She had to admit, she figured Xavier would be occupied with work.

She was unable to meet his gaze, feeling guilty for wasting his time like this.

“You didn’t have to visit me, you know. I have other ways to occupy myself.”

Shaking his head, he said to her, “I came to check if you were alright. Do you still have a headache?”

Madeline smiled sweetly, and the corners of Xavier’s mouth twitched into that of a faint smile.

“Nope! Thanks to the food you brought me, I’m feeling better,” Madeline said, placing her hand on her lips. She told him, her eyes gleaming with thankfulness, “Thank you, sweetheart.”

Xavier had to look away so Madeline wouldn’t be able to glimpse at the look painted across his dashingly handsome face. The lady had never called him sweetheart before, it was a new experience to him.

“No problem, pup,” he replied, noticing the way Madeline’s cheeks reddened.

It always worked. Xavier’s own nickname for her never failed to make Madeline blush.

“You are adorable,” Xavier said to Madeline.

Madeline’s smile widened. She chuckled, “Not as adorable as you, hehe.”

They exchanged praises back and forth, before Madeline surprised him by patting the spare spot on her bed.

Blinking in confusion, Xavier wondered what Madeline was trying to tell him.

With a dirty look on his face, glancing back and forth between Madeline and the bed, he told himself he had gone too far.

‘What is happening to me? Why am I thinking such vulgar thoughts? Tsk, I should stop,’ Xavier told himself in frustration. He had never felt this way for a woman before. Correction, he had never felt this way for anyone before. Not just a woman.

“You must be tired after a long day,” Madeline said.

This time, she talked to him as his friend, not as his… more than a friend.

They hadn’t really clarified what they were.

Madeline and Xavier had gone on a date, but it was safe to say that the two were confused as to what they were and never thought to bring it up to each other. Besides, they were still enjoying each other’s presence and having fun. Madeline doubted it was the right time to discuss what they were.

Yet, she couldn’t help but wonder… were they good friends? Best friends?

More than friends?

…a fling?