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

 

situation felt so

 

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

 

my heart wasn't having it. Everything she uttered made the

 

promise ring" I cleared my throat as I pushed my hands under the table.

 

to propose, young man? I'm sure you've already found all you needed" She tried to joke, but the feelings of annoyance and

 

I'm simply a friend" He corrected politely. She laughed at her assumption as her cheeks turned

 

you can call me

 

another moment of silence, which was slightly

 

the thoughts jumbled in my head. I didn't know what to say or ask,

 

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

 

felt hurt that she knew I was out there but never checked in on me. I was an emotional mess, and the fact that my mood swings were all over the place especially today, didn't help the

 

wanted to cry, shout, scream, anything to ease the feeling in my chest. After minutes of pondering my thoughts, I came up with one simple word to

 

I asked, fully meeting her gaze for

 

confused look as if this wasn't the first time she's

 

didn't you come back?" I asked a little too harshly, but I wasn't playing

 

knew we were bound to have this conversation. She sighed, looking down in shame and

 

quiet as I waited for her to

 

I left, I wanted to come back but I couldn't Victoria, you have

 

asked as she flinched at me using her first

 

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

 

I don't know" I scoffed, knowing damn well that Michael was crazy. She looked shocked at

 

no, confused at

 

well." She nodded in understanding

 

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

 

started with a longing

 

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

 

even though I knew what it

 

change into a wolf, but I never

 

crazy to me" I mumbled as

 

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

 

he saw a wolf again, and he was convinced that he struck a eureka moment. That's the day he decided to go closer to the woods for

 

rented an old cabin on the border of the town a little into the woods, and he begged me to come with him, saying he needed me.

 

him, that maybe I could pull him back in, talk some sense into him. But two weeks

 

He told me that I would regret it, but 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 very

 

was a human too. He chased me all the way back to the cabin, where Michael heard my screams and shot some poison

 

in the story. I'm not sure if whatever reason she gives

 

and the one in the grave are the same person. It can't be just

 

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. We were trying to protect you

 

jumped from my seat. "That's the lamest excuse for ruining my

 

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