Have you ever felt like the whole world was on your shoulders? Like the fate of everything depends on the choices you make?

 

Well that was how I felt all night, though I may have over exaggerated a bit.

 

I thought it was a mistake keeping everything from Ace for another day, though Jenna said I should wait.

 

Could I even trust her? There was no reason for me not to, so why not?

 

It only made me want to see my mom sooner to clarify everything. I barely slept last night. I woke up every hour to check the clock. Ace even came to stay with me around 4 a.m when he felt my uncomfortableness, and that was how I caught a few Z's.

 

Now I was on my way to where my mom supposingly lived, and I was feeling all sorts of uneasy.

 

I thought about how I may not like the answers that I get. I thought about what if Ace or someone else finds out where I was. And most of all, I worried about whether or not Jenna was right about the reason why my mom hadn't revealed herself to me. What if she genuinely doesn't want to see me? What if Aiden and I are the real reason why she ended up here?

 

It was all nerve wracking as I trotted down the dirt road that led to a small cozy looking cottage. I stood firm in my spot in front of the door for a few minutes, contemplating if I should leave or not.

 

Eventually, I mustered up the courage to knock once, then twice. There was no answer so I tried another time.

 

I felt both disappointed and relieved, as I wasn't sure if I was ready for this. But time was running out, I had to be brave.

 

After I stood there for another minute or two and there was still no answer, I decided to come back later or tomorrow. Ace took me off 'training duty' due to my pregnancy, so I had more than enough time.

 

But before I could turn around, a voice sounded behind me.

 

"Roxanna?"

 

I froze.

 

'It was her.'

 

Her voice was soft and kind, no hint of annoyance present. But no matter how much I tried, I couldn't move.

 

I heard light footsteps climbing the steps, and my body only grew tenser as if a killer was making his way towards me.

 

A soft hand pressed to my bare shoulder, causing a shiver to run through my spine. She gently turned me around to face her, and my breath hitched when I saw her.

 

my mom. The woman that hung from our walls, and filled our photo albums. She didn't look different in the least bit. Maybe just the few stress lines in her forehead, but they were barely

 

emotion, but all I could do

 

a fallen tear from my eyes. I still just stood there speechless, but I was

 

pulled me into a hug, and I slowly hugged her back, trying to ensure this

 

veins and all. She was alive, unlike what my dad told me all my life. It made me already doubt his

 

to whisper. She pulled back so she could look at me, and she smiled wide

 

sweetheart. I always have

 

and pulled her back to me. It felt good being in her arms. I've missed

 

I noticed that she didn't have the scent of our pack anymore. I pulled

 

asked in hurt. I

 

and gestured to the door. "Let's go in and we'll talk over some

 

she led us to a small dining room. While she was brewing the tea, I took the time to look around the room. Just being in there made me feel like

 

assuming you have questions" She started with a gentle smile. I

 

do actually. But how have you

 

her cup down." I have been fine. And I can't

 

don't even know where to start. Why

 

I'm thinking maybe he didn't want his two kids crossing

 

tears left my eyes. "We had to grow up without our mom. We missed out on so

 

I was more than happy to accept her warmth. I wasn't angry at her, and I wasn't sure

 

come back?

 

John kept me as locked up as possible. Then he put

 

this. "That's awful! And Jenna allowed

 

for doing that! And Jenna made it seem as if he wasn't

 

" She asked with a little shock. But before I could answer she added, "Of course

 

I smiled at the conversation I had

 

much did she tell you?

 

explained in short everything that I learnt yesterday, hoping that it

 

left the hard

 

"I didn't kno-"

 

mind digging up a few graves" I cringed at how that sounded which made her chuckle lightly and held me closer. I cuddled further into her arms as she

 

medication. His behaviour only made Jenna more unstable, and as much

 

choice of words,

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