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.

 

I replied as I awkwardly

 

whole situation felt

 

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

 

attempted to sound motherly but my

 

pushed my hands under the table. She smiled brighter

 

I'm sure you've already found all you needed" She tried to joke, but the feelings of

 

I'm not the man of her dreams Miss Deslandes, I'm simply a friend" He corrected politely. She

 

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

 

silence, which was slightly uncomfortable. Even

 

head. I didn't know what to say or ask, and I felt as if I was about

 

my life I never gave much thought about if I should actually meet my parents, and what I would say or

 

she knew I was out there but never checked in on me. I was an emotional mess, and

 

After minutes of

 

fully meeting her gaze

 

what dear?" She gave me a confused look as if this wasn't the first time she's

 

back?" I asked a little too harshly, but

 

conversation.

 

all she said, but I stayed quiet as I waited for her to elaborate. Lincoln quietly pushed

 

wanted to come back but I couldn't Victoria,

 

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

 

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

 

knowing damn well that Michael was crazy. She looked shocked at

 

knew him?" I shook my head no, confused at the concern

 

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

 

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

 

father wasn't always a bad man, he was actually very sweet and loving" She started with a longing look on her face. I got

 

a great dad too" Yea like I would know. "One day,

 

even though I knew what

 

a wolf, but I never believed him"

 

crazy to me" I mumbled as I took

 

He would research them, disappear in the woods for hours searching for one, he tried to

 

good husband and dad, but he was slowly going over the edge. One day, he claimed he saw a wolf again, and he was convinced that he struck a eureka moment. That's the day he decided to

 

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 be back in a week tops, so I called

 

still my husband. I thought that- that maybe if-" A sob broke through her lips as she attempted to finish the sentence. "I thought that if I was with him, that maybe I could pull him back in, talk some

 

was a good distance into the woods,

 

bigger than any I've seen before, and he didn't look happy. He seemed to have 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 the wolf could've caught me if it wanted to, but it was like it was giving

 

reason she gives me will ease the pain I felt for years, but I still wanted

 

describing, and the one in

 

for you because wherever I go, he would follow and he was taking his wolf business with him. We were trying to protect

 

"That's the lamest excuse for

 

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