Victoria's pov

 

"Victoria" She whispered in shock. I just stood there awkwardly as she gaped at me.

 

I shifted uncomfortably on my feet, not exactly knowing what to do or say in this position.

 

I took the opportunity to take in her features. I knew what she looked like from pictures, but it was the first I'll be able to actually see her.

 

I knew from a tender age that I had most of her features, like her hair colour, eyes and the shape of my face, but I never thought I'd actually get the chance to compare in person.

 

Her hair was cut to her shoulders in its smooth waves. It looked thinner than in the pictures, but it still looked nice. Her face seemed slightly pale as if she was having a rough day, but her eyes held so much life and joy, just like what aunt Sophie always said.

 

She wasn't as thick as aunt Sophie and me, but her body weight seemed fair for a woman her age and suited her quite well.

 

"You're so grown up and beautiful," she said through sniffles. "My baby is all grown up" She added, and I involuntarily took a step back. I scrunched my face up in confusion at her statement, not exactly liking how she's acting.

 

After leaving me alone all this time, now is the time she realizes she has a 'baby' that's all grown up? Oh no.

 

My expression seemed to snap her out of her daze, as she invited us in. Lincoln tensed all of a sudden as if he saw something.

 

"Everything okay?" I asked, concerned by his sudden change in stance. He shook his head as if he was clearing his thoughts then smiled at me.

 

"Yea, I’m just used to being on high alert around humans." He stated calmly. I wasn't convinced, but I brushed it off nonetheless.

 

I took the opportunity to observe my mother's house. It reminded me a lot of Velma's home, having that same cosiness about it. Pictures were all over the walls, but I couldn't see them properly from where I stood.

 

She led us into a small neat dining room, where Lincoln and I sat side by side.

 

"Can I get you guys anything? Tea, water, coffee?" She asked sweetly.

 

"Tea sounds fine" I replied, while Lincoln nodded in agreement. She left shortly after telling us to make ourselves at home.

 

I looked around the dining room, loving how cosy and family-like it felt.

 

"Why don't we ever use the dining room at home?" I asked Lincoln as the thought popped into my mind.

 

The kitchen was quite spacious and had more than enough space for us to eat, but the dining room just sat there.

 

"We do," He chuckled. "On Christmas" I simply shook my head at the wasting of a good dining room.

 

Daisy, which was what my aunt said my mother's name was, returned shortly after with three cute teacups on a tray. She got comfortable in her chair across from us, beaming happily at me.

 

Nobody spoke for a while, but eventually, she started talking.

 

"How are you?" She asked quietly.

 

fine" I replied as I awkwardly looked

 

whole situation felt

 

you happy?" I picked up a hint of guilt in her

 

but my heart wasn't having it. Everything she uttered

 

as I pushed my hands under the

 

you've already found all you needed" She tried to joke, but the feelings of annoyance and embarrassment were

 

friend" He corrected politely. She laughed at her assumption as her cheeks turned

 

chuckled. "And you can call me Daisy" Lincoln nodded with

 

fell into another moment of silence, which was slightly uncomfortable. Even Lincoln seemed

 

head. I didn't know what to say or ask, and I felt

 

meet

 

never checked in on me. I

 

in my chest. After minutes of pondering my thoughts, I came up with one simple

 

fully meeting her gaze for

 

confused look as if this

 

didn't you come back?" I asked a

 

we were bound to have this conversation.

 

as I waited for her to elaborate. Lincoln quietly pushed back his chair and left, giving

 

come back but I

 

I asked as she flinched at me using her first name. Did she expect

 

"Your dad wasn't....stable"

 

damn well that Michael was

 

my head no, confused at the concern in her voice. 'Wow, he was

 

well." She nodded in understanding with a look on her face that spiked my interest. "What happened with

 

look, as if telling me that I didn't want to know, but I probed

 

he was actually very sweet and loving" She started with a longing look on her face. I got comfortable

 

like I would

 

did he see?" I asked, even

 

he saw a man change into a

 

I mumbled as I took a sip of my

 

said!" She exclaimed, shaking her head. "Anyway, from that day forward he was just obsessed with wolves. He would research them, disappear in the woods for hours searching for one, he tried to come up with different theories. It

 

that he struck a eureka moment. That's the day he decided to go

 

on the border of the town a little into the woods, and he begged me to come with him, saying he needed me. He promised we'd

 

with him, that maybe I could pull him back in, talk some sense into him. But two weeks passed, then three, then two months, and I decided that I had enough" She paused for

 

I left anyway. The cabin was a good distance into the woods, so I had to walk back to town. But then, I saw it." Her eyes glazed over as if she was remembering the

 

followed me and I assumed it knew we were watching it, but I never believed it was a human too. He chased me all the way back to the cabin, where Michael heard my screams and shot some poison at him. I knew

 

whatever reason she gives me will ease the pain I felt for

 

she's describing, and the one in the grave are the

 

convinced me that this was the danger I'd be putting you in if I came back for you because wherever I go, he would follow and he was taking his wolf business with him.

 

seat. "That's the lamest excuse for ruining my childhood I could ever

 

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