Chapter Seventy Six
“I hate the fact that I can’t transform into my wolf form like the rest; in some ways, it makes me feel incomplete, like I am missing something. I feel like a mere human,” I said to him.
“Maybe something could be done to retrieve your wolf?” He asks, but I shake my head; nothing could be done. I knew that, and I had accepted it.
“Now I want to know something about you,” I say. There are many things he keeps to himself, things he keeps hidden, and if only he could open up–but then I remembered what had happened the last time he did open up. I took that for granted; I used it against him. Would he ever be willing to do that again?
“What do you want to know?”
“Anything,” I say.
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“That’s pretty wide,” he says. I didn’t really think he would give out anything private, but then he began. “You’ve always wanted to know why I had never gone to my mother’s aid, why I left her to Slade.
I believed that my father wasn’t as bad in the past; maybe I could be wrong, but I do bel. ve my mother had a part in that. My father was never innocent, and I knew that; he killed people —men, women, children, innocents. But he never once turned on his own mate. My mother wasn’t fateful, not in the least. She had gone as far as acquiring a potion that prevents my father from feeling any pain when she is with another man.”
“There is a potion for that?” I questioned, hating the fact that I had to cut him off, but this was important.
my
“Yes, it is getting popular now, but very costly, and of course, it had side effects; it leaves the user weak. Your little ex–mate had either not seen you worth the price of getting one or didn’t care to,” Thane explained, and again he got exactly what was on my mind. I held back anger; I didn’t think I could forgive Ryker; I didn’t think I could forget all he had done to me, and each day I seem to find more reasons why I should have ended him when I had the chance. Thane went on.
“My mother was always weak as an effect, but she had been very lucky; my father was barely ever around; he loved her, but he loved the pack too, if not more, and that angered her. One day, I walked in on her with another man; she had begged me not to tell anyone, and of course I didn’t. I held her secret even if I wished she could stop it. She never did stop; she became less careful, and time and again I walked in on her. She had wanted to explore more, so she widened her scope, bringing in more than one man and… women too.
One day a woman had come in search for my mother, but Freya was nowhere to be found, and so the woman decided to ‘wait‘ in my room. I was too young to understand what she wanted to do. She called me over and asked that I strip of my clothes; when I didn’t, she hit me. I could have hit her back, but it didn’t feel right to hit a woman, more so, one older than me. She did try forcing me, and that’s when I had to speak to Freya.
Chapter Seventy Six
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I told her about it, but she brushed it off. The woman never stopped coming, and I hated her for that.” Thane said his eyes were emotionless.
“She had hurt you?” I asked him
“I had taken worse, so not really, but what I hated was the fact my mother never seemed to
care.
One night Slade called for me, and then he questioned me; he suspected my mother’s betrayal, but I denied; he had threatened me, but I didn’t give her secret up. I returned back to Freya and informed her, in hopes that she would end it all now that he had the clue, but she didn’t. Again, she brushed it off.
Soon father discovered all she did and the fact that I also knew the truth. He was furious, and he came for me, “, Thane’s hand trailed over a scar on his skin, which had been covered by a tattoo of a wolf. “He had stabbed me, and I would have died if not for Axel, who alerted the healers.‘
“And Freya did nothing,” I asked, growing annoyed at the woman, even if it had happened
years ago.
“No, she didn’t. When she discovered that father knew, she ran away, leaving me there with him, and day after day I went through hell. Father got worse, and she was the cause; I blamed her. She didn’t return for a whole year, and maybe she thought she was safe.”
“But she wasn’t,” I say, unable to keep silent.
“Father found her, and I hadn’t even pitied her. He had changed; he could hit his mate and feel no regrets about it. But it became too much, I feared he was going to kill her, I had to help, so I made plans on how to help her escape from the pack.”
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