Lydia sat on the sofa again and waited for her dad to come back, she was becoming impatient and anxious at the same time. Because such thing had never happened before and it made her curious and scared at the same time. Nonetheless Lydia had to stay calm to make sure that nobody would come to know about the incident.
'I can't let dad know about this. Cone one Lydia stay put and stay calm. You have to focus on your plan first. This can wait.'
She was sure that after disposing off the body nobody will come to know about the death, well unless some servant open his mouth which was highly unlikely.
Since class C vampires were not able to make a living from just doing off jobs thus they had to take up two jobs to make it through. That's why the servitude staff was unable to betray Lydia and retreat from their words. It relieved her that things might go smooth now and she could talk to her father easily.
Just as she was thinking about all that matter and trying to calm herself, the front door opened with a loud bang and the sound was heard by Lydia in the lounge. A smirk appeared on her lips upon hearing it, because no one else had the temerity to barge into the house of an alpha without considering consequences.
'Finally he is at home! Let's see what other tricks and lies you have been hiding in your sleeves now.'
She hurriedly stood up from the sofa and dusted off her dress to prepare to meet her dad. Lydia stood there waiting for him to come as her gaze looked towards the door. The woman was ready for any kind of reaction but perhaps what was coming ahead was totally unexpected.
"Lydia!? Where are you?"
He came in while shouting loudly, in normal circumstances anyone would have gotten scared. But it brought a smile to Lydia's face who was surely waiting for such a reaction. Though it did not bother her when Coulter came in while shouting at her. A tall brawly man appeared in front of her sight, the long scar could have given anyone a cold impression.
But perhaps it could not do anything to Lydia because there was a time when she was scared of him. Now the times have changed and she was not happy with his current behaviours and wanted justice for herself. Either Coulter had to return her all those years she missed with him or he had to compensate some other way.
"Welcome back, dad."
Lydia stared at him with a grin which made him mad as Coulter was already unable to keep himself calm. He did not want to push her limits only to know that she would refuse him all the information about her partner. Thus the wise thing for him to do was handle her with great care.
"What did you do, kiddo!?"
Coulter tried to keep himself calm and inquired about her mate. He walked closer to her and made sure that his expressions would soften a bit not to scare his daughter. Because he needed to know about her mate as soon as possible to handle the matter.
"You did not have to go that far, Lydia. You really did not have to do this with yourself."
He approached her as they both stood in the middle of the lounge and stared at each other. Lydia did not expect him to act so normal on this and to take the matter with a strong heart. It genuinely surprised her how he acted with brains rather under the impulsive rage.
Coulter lifted his hand and caressed her cheek with his knuckles. The certain act made her rethink whether he was genuinely concerned about her. She could not move or step away from him due to the touch and warmth she felt from her father's hand.
"How could you? I did not know you would go that far just to trouble me."
Coulter was not playing with her emotions at that moment instead he was disappointed in her. Despite all the clashes and disagreements between them both, he never wished bad for his daughter. And now it simply made him sad that would resort to such extent to trouble him.
"Do you even know what have you done? You just marked someone as your mate!"
Lydia could not fathom how much care he was showing to her and it simply overwhelmed her. Her eyes began to tear up but she still kept a straight face knowing tat the possibility of all that becoming a lie was also higher.
She jerked off his hand and moved away from him, Lydia was unable to swallow the fact that her tactics were now going against her. It was not what she had planned for herself and definitely not how she expected Coulter to react.
"Yes, I am fully aware that I marked someone as my mate. And I know how strong the particular bond is. But don't you think that you should be happy in my happiness rather criticizing?"
Coulter did not expect her to completely ignore his words and concern. It made him realize that she was not willing to fix the things. He clenched his fist and headed towards the sofa, he had no time to hear her gibberish but had to tolerate her. Coulter raked through his hair and plopped in the sofa with his head thrown backwards.
He left Lydia speak further because the speech she was about to give was perhaps not surprising for him. Thus he was sure that Lydia had nothing different to say and he could relax until she says the name of the guy. Coulter snorted and closed his eyes while placing hands behind his head.
"When did I even criticize you? I'm just asking if you have marked someone then you should have brought him home. Or do you even have one?"
Coulter deliberately provoked her acknowledging that Lydia will get mad for sure by hearing those words. And every person speaks truth in extreme rage and annoyance.
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