HIS MATE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

PS: PLEASE READ THE AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE END

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Benjamin's POV:

I am man enough to admit I'm angry. Upset. Mad. Pissed. Frustrated. I can't believe the people I looked up to as parents, family are the ones that took away my family. They took away my chance of having a proper family for almost 16 years. I am so hurt and want to hurt them but I can't or in other words, I don't want to. No matter how angry I am, I keep remembering they actually brought me up. They cared for me in ways parents care for their children. They cried with me when I was in pain. They laughed with me. They rejoiced with me when I was happy. They acted like parents for me. But I can't forgive them.

        They took my real parents away.

I remember the looks on my parents' faces. The raw emotions. The anger, pain, fear and love. I saw the love they have for me. The love I have always wanted anytime I see Demitrey with his parents. And I finally got it. But it still hurts me that I wouldn't have had to be longing for emotion if the Wolfs hadn't ruined everything. I made up my mind to visit my parents. I haven't seen them since the incident two days ago. I was scared and worried I might not be the son they always wanted.

"Don't be f*****g silly. It's obvious they love us. I can feel it, so can you", my wolf, Blake, said.

"I hope so Blake," I said 

I got dressed in black faded jeans and a v-neck shirt. It was around 10 pm, so I thought everyone would be asleep. It's only Demitrey, his parents, Eric, Bella, Ethan, Catherine and I that stays here. The rest of the pack stays in the packhouse or the houses surrounding it. As I stepped into the living room, I saw that everyone was there. The moment they felt my presence, they turned to look at me.

"Ben__", Demitrey's mom started.

"I'm stepping out for a bit. Don't wait up", I told them as I made my way to the door.

"Where are you going? Let me get dressed, I'll come with you", Catherine offered as she stood up.

"There is no need for that. I want to be alone", I said as I continued walking to the door.

"Why don't you want me with you? I'm just worried about you", she stated with hurt filled voice

I turned to look at them with cold eyes, " Because I want to visit my family. Since I haven't seen them in 16 years"

They all became quiet after that and the Wolfs looked away in guilt. I stepped out, went into my car and drove off towards my parents' home.

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I arrived at my parents' house at about 11:30 PM. I saw Arianna's car at the front of the house and the hood was hot proving she just came back from somewhere. I pushed the doorbell and a few seconds later, I can smell my mom. She opened the door and beside her was my dad. When they both saw me, a look of shock and joy passed through their eyes. 

"Benjamin", my mom was the first to break the silence as she pulled me into a bone-crushing hug.

"Hi. Is it okay for me to come in?", I asked even though I already know what their response will be.

"Of course, do you even have to ask?", dad said as he pulled me into the house.

As I entered the house, a strong smell of alcohol passed through my nose. It was so strong, it felt like someone drunk recently passed through the hall. I turned to my parents with a questioning look because they do not look like they have recently drunk anything. My dad seemed to have understood what I was about to ask because he said, "It's Arianna"

"Huh?" I replied dumbstruck. Arianna doesn't look like the kind of person that drinks. There was even a time when we were getting close to each other and she told us she wasn't a fan of alcohol.

"What happened?", I asked them. My mom looked at me with sad eyes and burst into tears.

"For the past two days, she hasn't spoken a word to us. She has not left her room. She doesn't even eat. We leave food for her outside her door but she won't take it. No matter how much we plead for her to come out or at least say something to us, she wouldn't. Today was the first time she came outside since the incident. She snuck out through the window. We felt her leave but we thought she needed space so we didn't chase after her. Then a few hours later, your dad and I could smell her. We rushed to the door and saw her getting out of her car drunk. And she said unfortunately, she didn't get into any accident" She said crying into my chest. My dad was rubbing her back even though he also looked worried and wor out.

"Can I talk to her?" I asked them.

"She is currently asleep. You could talk to her in the morning", dad said,

"She'll be fine. Don't worry mom", I said as she kept crying

Mom. 

It felt so good saying that to my real mother

 "Anyways, why are you here this late? Not that we are complaining" dad said

"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to see you guys, I guess", I said

my mom smiled and pulled me into a hug, "Why don't you sleep here tonight?"

"Really? Can I?", I said happily like a kid who was told Santa will be coming.

"Of course dear. Come with me", she said and she took me to a room with dad following us.

Once we were in the room, she sat on the bed with her back against the bedpost and her knees folded. She tapped her laps and I immediately understood. I quickly took off my shoes and laid on the bed with my head on her lap. I fell asleep with her stroking my hair.