Chapter Ninety Eight
Chapter Ninety Eight
It had never gone this far before. This was the first time she had nearly drained me dry, and I knew it would not be the last.
I awoke in the healing room; my vision blurred, but I could faintly make out my father’s figure standing beside
- me.
“Where is she?”
“She is in her room.” he answered.
I felt a slight fear–not for myself, but for her. Something was about to go terribly wrong.
And I was right.
She didn’t visit, not even after I was discharged from the healers. The scar on my arms was another addition to the others, but I really didn’t care about the scars; if anyone asked, I usually came up with some crap story about how I had been bitten by a wild animal.
After a whole month of not getting even a glimpse of my mother’s face, I went to visit her. I knocked on the door to her apartment, but there was no response. The bad feeling that had been growing stronger since I woke up in the healing room was even worse now. Stepping back, I broke down the door.
I walked into her apartment, my heart racing; I checked her room first, then the shower next – nothing, she wasn’t in there, I came to a stop when I spotted her. She stood by the balcony, lost, her eyes pinned at something up in the sky – something I couldn’t see.
“Mom, gods, I was so worried.” It took everything in me not to let out a curse from the sheer relief that washed over me. She didn’t look at me; she didn’t even move; she stood still like some statue. I walked to her and placed my hands on her shoulders, and she flinched; she seemed to only be noticing my presence now. It was impossible that the sound of her door being broken down and me calling her name hadn’t snapped her out of her trance–yet it wasn’t until I touched her that she reacted. Her eyes widened.
“I’m sorry.” She muttered as always. “I’m sorry I did that to you, I’m sorry I didn’t visit when you were at the healing room, I’m sorry I stayed away…”
“It’s alright.” I assured, but that didn’t stop her from backing away.
“I told you to fight me; you didn’t fight; you accepted it.”
“I told you that would be the last thing I would ever do. I meant it.”
“I don’t deserve to be called your mother; I deserve to die after what I’ve done to you.”
“No, why would you say that? I haven’t stopped loving you and the only way you’ll ever hurt me is by choosing
death.”
She nodded. “I shouldn’t have said that. I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright.” I said once again.
For the next week, my mother was a completely different person. It was strange to see my father and mother abandon their work, duties, and even caution to spend time with me- together. For those few days, we were just a normal family.
“If you became the Alpha King, what would you do?” Alpha Thane, my father asked one of the evenings.
The truth was that I haven’t given that a deep thought. A part of me really didn’t care, but the question seemed
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important to him.
“Make the pack so freaking wealthy.” I answered, and he smiled, seemingly satisfied with my response.
I should have picked up on that clue, but I didn’t. I should have known the little get–together was a kind of ‘ goodbye,‘ but I wasn’t that smart. I didn’t read between the lines.
“We will be back as soon as we can.” My father said to me, and I believed him; he had no reason to lie to me; but they never came back.
That night when they both left, I had felt that disturbing worry, like something was off, but I didn’t put two and two together.
I knew my mother was responsible for the deaths of a few pack members–sometimes she lost control, and they paid the price. And yet, I never saw her as a monster, not even when she bit me and all I felt was pain. But when I discovered the truth that she was gone, leaving me to shoulder a life of responsibility, pain and suffering I wasn’t ready for my love turned to hate and all the good memories were blotted by the bad ones.
