“He doesn’t love me, he doesn’t want me.”
“Oh my darling..”
“You told him, why did you tell him?” My eyes look to him, why did he tell him.
“Because…if he was deserving of you it wouldn’t have made a blind bit of difference.” He cups my face within his hands.
“You scared him away.” I yell at Dad, feeling anger and betrayal. Here I was thinking all along we were being discreet but Dad had already known. I would have told him at some point but it was too early, too soon.
He picks me up, placing a solid arm around me to support my weight as we slowly head back to the house.
I don’t take any notice of my feet walking through the meadow, all I can do is look up at the moon, her beaming glow…her ethereal beauty blessing most but denying me…as always.
What did I do wrong in a past life? I know my lineage has to be like this because I am the daughter of the white wolf but it doesn’t make it hurt any less. Doesn’t make another heartache like this any easier to brush aside.
I’d feel this a thousand times to have Mum in my life, but right now in this moment, it still hurts like a bitch.
“Hector?” Ezra rushes towards us as the alpha home comes into view. Figures litter the front drive way including Jaxon, Mum and Auntie Alora…even to my surprise Doctor Abel.
“She’s very cold.” Dad growls out as Ezra joins us, my legs finally giving way again and Dad only just catches me before I hit the path head first.
“Oh thank the goddess.” Mum gasps out as her hands cup at my face.
“Where was she?” I hear Jaxon but my eyes are starting to struggle to stay open, a call to sleep finally overwhelming me..and to forget, even for a little while. I want to give in.
“In the meadow.”
“I’ll get a heater, what exactly has happened?” Mum presses. My eyes remain open long enough to see Dad look at me.
“What was she doing out in the meadows alone at this time of night?” Jaxon growls, a slight accusatory tone to his voice towards Dad. This goes back to the argument of him thinking I can’t fight just because I haven’t got a wolf. This had nothing to do with being in danger. This was my own stupidity.
My eyes glare into Dad’s with a plea of him not saying the truth. Knox was still his mentor and I would never want to tarnish their relationship. Jaxon clearly needed him, to also help control his wolf as well, I can’t devoid him of that.
“Let’s give her some space to rest shall we.” Dad gives me a gentle nod in acknowledgement of my silent request, his hand landing on Jaxon’s shoulder.
“I’m sure with some rest she will be back to fighting fit.”
Slowly and reluctantly the crowd around me disperses…concerned eyes backing away. I know they have questions but for now I just need to rest, to sleep. For now I just needed to forget.
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