Aston is trying to catch my eye– he push my shoulder back to bring me in reality.
"Why are you crying?" He sound so frustrated, worried.
I shook my head at him. "I am... not crying..."
"What is it? Did you have a nightmare?"
"My mother," I started. "I heard my mother again, Aston.."
He didn't say anything and just pull me for a hug.
"I don't know why... but whenever I dream of my mother, I just cry. Why am I even crying?" I couldn't help but to ask him. "Did my mother hurt me? Why am I always crying? Why am I feeling this way?"
He didn't answer me and just pat my back.
I pushed him away. "Don't you really know about anything, Aston?"
Now, I remembered... If he was a former alpha then he lived a long life already. He may even know about me!
Aston just looked away, not answeri
