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.

 

indeed 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

 

eyes scanned mine for some sort of emotion, but all I

 

as she used her thumb to wipe away a fallen tear from

 

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

 

She pulled back so she could

 

I

 

to me. It felt good being in her arms. I've missed out

 

was then that I noticed that she didn't have the scent of our pack anymore. I pulled back to give her a confused

 

asked in hurt. I couldn't imagine what she might've been

 

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

 

the tea, I took the time to look around the room. Just being in there made me feel like I hadn't lost her at all, like

 

started with a gentle smile. I retrieved the tea from her, mumbling a thanks before focusing

 

have you been? Are you

 

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

 

know where to start. Why did dad lie to

 

is a man of reason. But I'm thinking maybe he didn't want

 

blame us?" My voice cracked as more tears left my eyes. "We had to grow up without our mom. We missed out on

 

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

 

have come back? Escaped or

 

but John kept me as locked up as possible. Then he put a dog collar on me

 

awful! And Jenna allowed this to

 

was terrible for doing that! And Jenna made it seem as

 

I could answer she added, "Of course you did. You're the Alpha's mate. I knew you two

 

the conversation I had yesterday.

 

she tell you?

 

everything that I learnt yesterday, hoping that it was

 

the hard part

 

"I didn't kno-"

 

don't mind digging up a few graves" I cringed at how that sounded which made

 

lost her baby, John went crazy. I heard it was almost as if he was the one who needed medication. His behaviour only made Jenna more unstable, and as much as I knew John as an ass sometimes, he loved his

 

little at her choice of words, despite

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