THREATENED
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My mother was lying down curled on her side, like a baby. She still refused to acknowledge my presence, looking at the wall opposite her.
“I want to talk to you,” I began. Then I spoke. I told her about all the times she hit me. How much abuse! How all I wanted was for her to say she loved me. How much she was sneaking around with Buick made life more miserable for me.
I asked why she hadn't come to any of my graduations. Even though they were normal schools, she should have been there for her daughter. I asked her why she hated me so much. What did I do to deserve to be treated like that from her?
“You were meant to protect me, mother,” tears ran down my face. I knew Alex could hear from outside the door, but I didn't care. “You let them humiliate and beat me multiple times.”
“You are a curse,” she finally answered me. Stretching and frowning, she pointed at me.
“You, you were my curse,” she cried out. “He left me because of you; he said he didn't want a child.” She got up and paced around the room.
Her shoulders dropped in defeat. “I tried to get rid of you so many times. I knew I had lost him already. If I killed the child, no one would know what I had done. I would have still been mated to Buick.”
Hold on. Buick???
“Buick is your mate? Buick is the beta you were mated to?” I asked her, my voice a bit high.
“Yes, and he left me because I slept with your father and had his bastard.”
I stared at my mother in shock. How could she not see that Alpha Buick was willing to let her go and disregard mate bonding.
“I thought Gwendolyn was his mate?” She shook her head no. “It was a forced bond that Yomen put on him.”
“So you know Yomen,” I said.
She kept walking round the small room, her thin body looking like it would break at any minute.
“Yomen was our alpha,” she said. “He was corrupt. I do not remember all of it for some reason, but he was a bad man. Buick was his beta.”
My mother was under the influence of the witch too. I watched her move silently.
“Did you know I was looking for my father?”
She paused, “Yes, I did. I knew you would never break the law and go past River Tangen, so I didn't care. You would never see him.”
That led me to my last question.
“Why couldn't we go over River Tangen mother?”
Suddenly, she stopped and started groaning. Her eyes turned white, and she started shifting, claws extending from her fingertips, and she slashed her face with it.
“We cannot betray our Alpha,” she screamed, drawing blood from her face. Alex rushed into the room while I stared in shock watching my mother transform into the ugly thing Yomen desired.
He grabbed her neck, and a loud snap echoed in the room.
“She's knocked out,” his voice vibrated with anger. He picked her up and placed her on the bed, while I stood at the entrance, shaking with fear at what I had just witnessed.
“Will she be okay?” I asked him. He nodded and opened his mouth to speak when someone cried out.
“Help me, please,” the voice came from another cage.
I ran outside, locating the room quickly, and grabbed the bars. It was Gwendolyn and Buick. His hands were chained to the wall, and a muzzle was on his mouth. She was okay, though, next to him. He struggled against his chains, his eyes bloodshot, and the sounds that came out of him gave me chills.
I looked at Gwendolyn in pity as she cried and tried to reach out for her mate. He lunged at her and used his feet to kick her, throwing her to the opposite side of the room.
“He wants to kill you, you know.”
Alex placed his hand on the bars, watching the scene unfold.
“He wouldn't get to, though; I would kill you first.”
EUCHARIA LANDS
Yomen stood at the top of the hill, looking down at the sight in front of him. They were scared, his former pack. The boy that had dared defy him was head; the head of his wolf separated from his body.
“Where is your Alpha?” He thundered. He had given Buick strict instructions. When the time came, he would come back to start the war. He was meant to get all other clans on their side against the Dark Blood Clan.
No one answered him; they all cowered in fear.
“They took him,” a shaking voice replied.
A young girl got up, about 16 years of age, and walked towards him. “They came during the festival of lights and took Alpha Buick away; it was horrible,” she cried. He listened to her cries with no feeling, wondering just how weak Buick had led his clan.
“They took him, his mate, and even those scum Clarissa and her mother,” she spat out.
That piqued his interest.
“Why did they take Clarissa and her mother?” He questioned adjusting himself on the horse he had come on.
“A witch came with them,” Yomen’s eyes bulged. “And suddenly a white wolf came out from her.”
“Stop talking.”
The girl went silent immediately, her lips quivering in fear. “A white wolf, you said. Tell me, did this wolf glow in the moonlight?”
She nodded her head furiously.
Yomen looked up at the moon. “Not only did I find out that the whistling coven is still alive, the white wolf has finally shown herself,” his lips twisted into a sick grin.
“You are all weak.” He spat out at the people at his mercy. “You are my soldiers. You must train, train daily, for I shall return for you, and you shall answer my calls when I am ready.”
The aura from him was so, so blinding, all the souls he had harvested making him more powerful.
Soon, he whispered to the moon. I shall rule you.
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