Chapter Ninety One
I stared at the letter, tears streaming down my face. I read it over and over until every word was etched into my memory. My gaze fell to the date–it was written just weeks before his death. A sob escaped my lips, and I let it all out. I cried, my tears soaking the paper. Why hadn’t he told me? I would have understood, but he had kept it to himself.
‘I forgive you, Father. For everything.‘ I muttered.
I stared at the paper one last time, unable to shake the feeling that the final line didn’t belong. The words ‘Avenge me.‘ didn’t sound like my father’s, yet the handwriting was his. And maybe, just maybe, he truly believed I could do it.
“Kaida.” Aric’s familiar voice called. I had been too caught up in the letter to notice him approaching. Despite myself, a flicker of embarrassment crept in at how easy I had been snuck up on–I should have sensed his scent or heard his footsteps.
I had my back to him, and I quickly shoved the letter into my pocket, but there was no need; he had already seen it.
“Leave.” I said, but my voice shook.
“No.”
“I am your Luna, and I command you to leave.”
He walked to me. “And I said no.”
I finally turned to him, enraged. “You have no right to be in here.”
“I know that.” He said, and then his eyes met mine. “What is in that letter, Kaida?”
“None of your goddamn business.”
“It is my business if it makes you cry like that,” he said, and I knew he wouldn’t let it go. I had wanted to speak to Alexander first, but Aric was my father’s beta; he was the right person to see this. I pulled the letter from my pocket and handed it to him and he quickly read through it.
“How did you get this?” he asked.
“The dwarf, he brought the letter to me; he said he found it in the main pack house.‘
“This is…” he trailed off, unable to find the words.
“Cynthia, that’s her name. The woman that took my mother and father, the woman who made me an orphan. She is out there, still drawing breath. I am going to find her and end her.” I promised before turning to Aric. “And if you try stopping me, I will kill you too.”
“I won’t,” he said, and for a moment I doubted I heard him right.
“You won’t?” I asked, surprised.
“No. Not just because I want to live but because I can understand. I can understand why you want to give your parents the justice they deserve, and not even I can stop you. Only one has that power to do that.”
“Alexander.” I said, and he nodded. “He doesn’t know about the letter yet.”
“That’s good. He doesn’t have to know; but the decision is yours to make.” Aric said.
If Alexander knew what I was up to, he would try to stop me, or he would take the risk and go find the woman named Cynthia on his own. I didn’t want that.
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Chapter Ninety One
Cynthia will die, but it will be me who kills her. I didn’t want anyone taking that away from me. So, I couldn’t tell him; I had to keep this to myself, and when it is all over, I will tell him everything.
“He can’t know.” I decided.
“You are aware that you will most likely spend days, weeks, or months hunting down your father’s ex–mate. Alexander would find you in the end.”
Aric was right, but at that moment, all I wanted was to process everything I had just discovered.
“You should leave.” I said to him, and this time he nodded.
“If you need me, I’m sure you know where to find me.” Aric said, before walking away.
