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He’s about to cut in when I gesture, “Do continue.”
He puts his cup down and stares at it, lost deep in thought. “As my heir… it means after my death she will be the alpha… if… if the time comes where you both think that perhaps the packs should be combined… then make sure you first ask your father if he will allow that… and if you do, make sure my pack is remembered for who they truly are and if he says no… then do not force it. Do not tarnish my pack’s name when you have already taken my most treasured possessions.”
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He strokes Zion’s hair, and for a moment, he reminds me of a tired. old man. “What does that even mean?”
I ask sharply. He looks back at me and tilts his head. “It is not important.”
I frown but say nothing for a moment. It is important, but he clearly doesn’t want to discuss it. “So, you called me here to tell me that we should only combine the packs if it’s allowed – by my father? Usually, an alpha would be devastated to find out there is a possibility of their pack merging with a rival pack.”
I remark. What is his angle? “Don’t you think we’ve been cryptic enough? Secrets and lies are what have gotten us to where we are. Just tell me, what is the issue between you and my family and their issue with you? Neither you nor Melanie have ever taken a liking to me, however, despite their blatant dislike for you, my family have loved Zaia.”
I say sharply. “So, what am.I missing?”
He frowns. “There are things that I cannot speak of. An oath is an oath. I am not the one who can tell you of the past.”
I bite back a retort, trying to control my irritation. “Really? You won’t even say what your issue with me is?”
“I am trying to like you and failing. I am still baffled by what Zaia sees in you. Don’t try my patience.”
He replies coldly. I raise my eyebrows..
“I could list a couple of things, but I’ll keep it clean. She just has better eyes than you.”
I reply smugly. He massages his temples as if I’ve given him a headache. If only he realises he’s messing with my head too.
“You called me here to give me a cryptic message… rethink it. I will let Zaia know of this conversation, but I do hope that you find a way to somehow tell us exactly what the issue between our two packs is. I just hope that if something does happen to you, we are not left searching for answers that we cannot find!”
Our eyes meet, both of us glaring at the other before he balls his fist. “There is… an ancient… I can’t believe I’m saying this, but magic. If I tell you, that will be the end for me. I cannot say or I would!”
He snaps, making the kids who were imitating us speaking French look up in alarm. He sighs and gives them a small smile and I frown. Didn’t Zaia say her Mom couldn’t tell us more about the mystery surrounding her brother as well? Are they talking about the same thing and if so… does that mean my family might know something? Guess I’ll find out tomorrow when we return. “So then, do you believe? I mean, in the goddess, in what we are and the power of the moon?”
“Somewhat… I know that there is so much more to what we are than what we have become.”
“So, I presume the fact that I like to shift isn’t what worries you.”
“No. I will always see you as an animal whether you shift to wolf form or not,”
he retorts. I co ck a brow before glancing at the kids, who are mumbling 2/3
gibberish as they continue with their ‘French’ and I smile. I hope they can at least have a good life… “Well, despite our differences, I’ll take care of her and the children. You have my word… I know that you don’t like me, but I want you to know that I have, and always will love Zaia. Always.”
He watches me before he nods slowly.
“I hope so.”
“I will.”
I reaffirm when my phone rings and I take it out. Jai… “Hello?”
I answer it. “She’s awake! F uck Sebastian, she’s awake!”
Valerie. I look across at Hugh, who has heard. “Let’s get back there. Tell them she is not to be left alone.”
Hugh says, standing up quickly. “Jai, stay with her. Is Zaia there?”
“Yeah, Val’s not letting go of her.”
He says and there’s a glimmer of wistfulness in his voice. As we get up and I scoop Sia into my arms. 25 BOWS
I’m healing well. Soon I’ll be back to full strength. “Alright, both of you stay with her, we are on our way back,”
I say to Jai just as I hold my hand out to Zion, but at the same time so does Hugh. Zion looks between us as a grin crosses his lips before I retract mine and Hugh smiles. As much as they’re mine, he has taken care of them, and they are his grandchildren, An hour has passed since we returned, but Valerie has been in an extremely strange state since she woke up. Even when I talked to her, she refused to answer, and she has done. nothing but cling to Zaia. Zaia has made us leave the room so she can talk to her alone, but I can hear her begging Zaia to take her away from here. Her words make me feel uneasy as they ring in my head. ‘Get the children! Get your children we must go far, far away! Don’t trust them, don’t trust anyone!’ The fear in her voice is not something that can be faked. “She needs rest,”
Melanie says as she sits there carrying Sia.
Hugh is frowning but doesn’t reply and Jai is sitting there tapping his foot. He’s worried and restless but he’s trying to hold himself together. I know he’s hurt because whenever he tried to talk to her or go near her, she got worked up. There has to be a reason behind it…
We can’t hear anything from out here, and it’s just a waiting game hoping that she has something to tell Zaia regarding why she’s so worried. It feels like hours, although it’s a mere twenty-minutes waiting for Zaia to come out. The silence in the hall is loud, and after another five minutes, Zaia steps out of the room. Zion rushes toher and hugs her, and she smiles down at him as she hugs him back, but it’s clear from the look. in her eyes that she’s troubled. Jai stands up, looking at her expectantly. “What did she say?”
Hugh asks, talking for the first time since we returned. She looks down and shakes her head. “She’s not saying. She doesn’t remember anything. I think it’s what’s causing her panic. Tonight, I have a pack meeting and I want her to be there too… she isn’t safe to be alone, she’s very disturbed.”
She sighs. “Don’t worry, we’ll bring her and make sure she’s happy with whoever is around her. “Thank you.”
She says quietly. “So, she didn’t say anything? Did she see her attacker?”
Melanie asks, concern on her face. “Nothing,”
Zaia answers. Before anyone can say anything more, a member of staff comes down the hall. “Ma’am, this was delivered for you.”
She says to Zaia. Oh s hit. That’s the envelope I had sorted for her regarding Melanie. With everything going on, I had forgotten to even give her a heads-up.
She opens it distractedly as everyone watches her. F uck, how do I tell her? It’s too late. As she pulls the card out, reading it, her heart races as her gaze snaps to my mine before she stares down at the card once more. “Zaia, are you alright?”
Melanie asks, Well, at least her reaction is real.- Zaia stares down at the card, reading it all as Hugh crosses the room, making Zaia step back and hide it behind her back. “This… this is for my eyes only…”
she murmurs, staring at her mother. “Mother…can we have a word alone? Now?”
Melanie looks confused as she stares between us before she nods and stands up. Zaia walks down the hall to the lounge and Melanie follows. I hope Zaia gets the answers she desires… And something tells me that tonight will be intense…
ZAIA. The moment of truth is finally here. The time to confront Mom about this… Sebastian had it sent over faster than I was expecting and as Mom and I enter the kitchen, I feel my stomach flip nervously. My heart is pounding and the fear of what might actually turn out to be the truth. is making my heart clamour with anxiousness. What if it’s true? I was in denial. The fear inside of me is proof that I was not expecting this. I look around the large kitchen, where I have lived for the last few years. A home that we made together… I still remember the moments Mom and I shared here over hot drinks, She has been there for me through all my worries and is always. someone I could lean on. The one who has looked after my children when I have been busy. “Zaia, why are you so pale?”
Mom asks me, concerned, as she goes over to the sink and fills a glass of water from the tap. The sound of the water seems to echo loudly in the silence of the large kitchen. I look down at the paper. Sebastian had kept it to what I had asked him to include, but now that it’s in my hand… “I’m going to ask you something, Mom… and I want the truth. Take an oath upon me that you will tell the truth and only the truth.”
My voice is shaky, and I observe her carefully as I await her answer.
She looks concerned, worried, and even uneasy… “I swear upon your life, Zaia. I will speak only the truth. Honey, what is it?”
She asks, taking a gulp of the water as she approaches me. How do I ask her?
How do I accept the answer if it turns out to be true? This could change things between us forever if it is the truth. “According to this… You were having an affair with someone by the name of Adam Toussaint, whilst you were with father. Is it true?”
I ask. My heart is pounding incessantly as I stare at her. Her face turns ashen, her hand flying to her chest as she steps back as if seeing a ghost. The moment she begins to tremble, her hands clamping over her mouth, I get my answer. It’s true. How?! Why? “You can’t show that to anyone!”
Mom whispers as she rushes over and sn atches it from my limp fingers. My mind is spinning, and I feel sick, imply stare at her. Her face look n more pale a d as well. ares at the message, and I VER A SECR YOU ADMI FAIR WITH NOW HU lumour. NE ALWAYS KNOWS. YOUR H O YOU THINK SHE IS. BROTHER IS A SIN AFTER IS NO SAINT, GET IT?
“Z-Zaia, please calm down. Don’t open things of the past! Adam is dead! I don’t know how this person has found out, I need- I need- just don’t tell anyone!”
Mom’s jumbled words are erratic as she holds onto me as if for dear life. Desperation clear in her eyes. “How could you… The hatred you have for Annette… when you yourself are just the same as her?”
I whisper, unable to hide my disappointment. “No! I’m not!”
“Then tell me how you are not! Why? Why did you do it? You said you loved Dad. Did you really fake that too?”
“I loved your father, but Adam was… he had a way, and we were alone so often! Your father was so lost in his work that he didn’t give me the time and attention I needed! Of course, now I know why he was so busy because he had another woman!”
I want to scream and tell her that Dad had never cheated on her! Is this really my mom? “True love means you can be apart for weeks, months or years and you won’t cheat!”
“Stop it… just stop it!”
I scream, cutting into her rambling of hatred. I know Dad is innocent, but I won’t tell her that. “You did the same to him as he did you! It doesn’t make it right! You lied to me, Mom! You always pretended to be a victim when you have done nothing but lie to me! How dare you?!”
My own voice is trembling. It sounds pitchy to even me, but today I feel like I’ve just lost so much. How can I remain calm?! “Zaia! It’s in the past. We are not together, stop it!”
she hisses, glancing at the door worriedly, her tears streaming down her cheeks. pull away, and she begins sobbing when I shake my head. “No. You hated Sebastian and called him a cheat, and so much more, yet YOU are the cheater, not him! How could you even be so rude to him when you yourself have done worse?”
I ask, my voice breaking. She stares at me, as if stricken, before she slowly steps back. “I was young… and stu pid-“
“And you should have owned up to it! You have done nothing but fill my ears against Dad when you did the very same!”
I shout. “You 1/4
instilled hatred for Dad into me!”
My heart is thundering far too loudly, and we stare at one another. Neither of us speaks for a moment, our emotions consuming us before she rushes to the kitchen counter and, to my surprise, she grabs a knife. “If you tell anyone, I will kill myself!”
She threatens, holding the knife to her neck. I stare at her, unable to believe this. “Put it down,”
I say quietly. I’m so tired… “No!”
“Very well… I won’t tell anyone, but I will be leaving for Dark Hollow Falls pack, and that means it might come out-“
“Then you can’t go!”
She cuts me off, her eyes look wild. “I’ll kill myself, Zaia!”
I shake my head slowly, brushing my hair back. “I will, but I know you now and I know that you won’t hurt yourself. You’re too selfish for that.”