Aurora’s Life of Dreams

Unlikely Altercation

Aurora’s POV

Today is the day. We’ve planned and planned for the perfect ceremony, a triple ceremony of our mating, Alpha and Luna ceremonies. Save everyone some time, right?

I was standing in the middle of the daffodil meadow, one hand on my mother’s tombstone picturing how the pack house was set up this morning. Chairs for over 3000 werewolves as multiple smaller packs decided to surrender leadership and combine with ours, each lined with tule in our pack colors navy and gold. I chose white peonies for the flowers, they were my moms favorite, they lined the aisle, the backs of every chair, the arch was covered in them and we even had peony chandeliers made. Magan set all the tables with navy linens set with gold plates and silverware to accent with simple yet beautiful peony center pieces on every single table. I decided if I’m going to be her son’s mate I should really be calling her by her first name and with Jenna so active in my current life story I’ve gone back to calling her my mom all the time. I think at first it hurt Magan’s feelings, which I completely understand. She raised me from the age of four and still does even now at 18, but when we sat down to talk about it she understood,

*Flashback*

“Honey, you can call me whatever you want. I wish you would keep calling me mom, but I understand. It will make things weird for you and for the pack with Jett being your mate. As long as you know I will always be your mom, you can call me whatever you like.”

“Thanks mo-, I mean Magan for understanding. I don’t like it, but I know it will get me a lot of criticism amongst the pack. Which is crazy considering they’ve known me as Alpha Daughter almost my whole life, but it’s whatever. You will always be my mom, you will always bare that title even if I don’t say it.”

“Well since we’re talking about this I think it’s time I give you this.” She got up off of mine and Jett’s couch and walked out the door only to walk back in with a box.

“This was your mom’s.”

My eyes widened as she placed the box in my lap and opened it before me, my moms ceremony dress.

“How....when....”

“Whenever Dom and I went to your old house after your mother’s funeral to box things up I found it. There was one hung in the closet that didn’t look as if it was cared for too much, I imagine that one was the one she married Thomas in. But this one,”she patted the dress in my lap,” this one was hidden underneath the floorboards in her closet. I think she bought it for the ceremony she wanted with-“

“Drew.” I finished. I couldn’t believe I had this. This piece of her.

Our eyes met as mine filled with tears. My mom never got to wear this dress, it was the dream she had that never came true.

“Thank you, Magan. Thank you so much.” I wrapped my arms tightly around her and wouldn’t let go. I am going to wear that dress and make her proud.

*Flashback Over*

I had only tried my moms dress on once since Magan gave it to me for it to be fitted to me and I had them blindfold me while I had it on. I want to be completely surprised whenever I see myself wearing it for the first time.

As I sat in this meadow looking over all of the beautiful flowers I think of all the times Jett and I ran away here, after he knew I was his mate. He was so caring and thoughtful, he brought me here when I missed my mom the most and today was a day I knew I’d be missing her so it only seemed fitting to wait here before time to get ready. As I sat listening to the breeze brush the flowers together I heard something,

“You’re mine now.”

It immediately sent chills down my spine. Looking in every direction to see where it came from, when suddenly I heard a twig snap. I snatched my knife out of my boot and threw it in that direction I was shocked to see a massive hand catch it.

“Well kiddo you’ve certainly gotten better at that.” He said in a proud tone as he laughed.

“Drew.”

I locked eyes with him as I felt my fear turn to anger.

“Hey kid, you okay?” He walked towards me but as he did I was backing away from him. I wanted to do this with Dom present too but I couldn’t hold in my anger.

“Rory, it’s me. Uncle Drew, calm down kiddo.”

“That’s funny,” he looked at me confused, “I don’t think my father should call himself Uncle Drew.” He tried to produce words but all that came out was stammering. His eyes were as big as dinner plates.

“Let me sum this up for you. You’re my dad, my mom was your true mate and you rejected her. Why, I will never understand no matter the stupid reason that comes out of your mouth. Magan saw her when she died briefly and Jenna filled her in on my powers and you.” I looked him up and down with a look of disgust, “you being my dad.” I didn’t realize that I was harboring in all of this anger but at this moment I was ready to unleash it on him.

Drew’s POV

I couldn’t even begin to believe the words coming out of her mouth. She knew. Jenna, from the great beyond, told Magan who also died briefly? I tried to put together words, anything really. A defense, a question but nothing seemed fitting in this moment. I could see her seething in anger, it was an expression I’d never seen my sweet Aurora wear, but in this moment it was justified. I surprised myself when I finally pieced together the words, three that I thought I’d have to say after explaining myself..

“I’m so sorry.” I got out, breaking our eye contact and stared at the ground.

“That’s it. That’s all you’ve got? I’m sorry? No defense, nothing?” The hurt and rage in her voice growing more evident.

“Rory, there’s no defense that seems remotely worthy at this point. I don’t want to defend my actions, but I would like the opportunity to explain them if I could.”

She sat and thought for a moment never losing her angry expression.

“Fine. Speak.” Listening to her order me to talk made me oddly proud of her in this moment. It just meant that alpha blood and her being raised by Dom really did mean she could rule.

“For starters I need to say this, I knew you were my daughter from the time that you were four. That first time seeing you, spitting image of your mother but those eyes that stared right through me I knew those were mine. I made it a point to be a part of your life from a distance, I wasn’t fit to be a single parent and Dom and Mag always wanted a daughter but that is no excuse, I didn’t want to miss any of your accomplishments, birthdays, heartaches any of your life so I visit as often as possible. As you’ve gotten older I see more of myself in you, which is why I’ve been extending my visits each time. I’ve been trying and wanting to know you as a father would know his daughter but I didn’t want to tear you from the life you had with Dominic and Magan. So yes I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but I’m not sorry that it gave you a life that I couldn’t. Now as to your mother, I need you to know that I love her with everything in me,”

“Don’t you mean loved?” She said with so much bitterness in her voice, if she wasn’t justified in this anger I would have unleashed Kain on her.

“No, I mean love in the present tense. Your mother has been in every part of my life since I found out she was mate. I have kept the pictures we took together hung on my bedroom walls, the clothes that she left during the time that we were together, even the tattoo on my back symbolizes her. Your mother is my whole world and she always will be. When I found your mother, we mated instantly. The love consumed me, over any reason I had in my body and I just needed her. Afterwards, I realized I still needed my fathers approval. Your grandfather was a very bitter, control hungry man so when he asked her status I knew he wouldn’t approve. Your mother was the Gamma daughter of her family pack, but that didn’t matter to my father. If she wasn’t an alphas child she wasn’t good enough. Your mother knew before even I that I would have to reject her. The pain that I felt from that, that she felt from that I have lived with my whole life. A month or so later I felt she had taken a new mate in ceremony and mark so I assumed she was starting a new life, until five years later when her death brought me to my knees in my father’s office. I heard rumors that she left a child behind, but it didn’t make sense to me because I never felt her complete the bond with this new mate of hers. Pieces started to come together and there you were. My little piece of Jenna.”

She was now on her knees in tears, seeing her this way broke me but I didn’t know what to do. Suddenly Jett’s wolf came flying from the woods and stood between she and I. He’s growling and snarling, gearing up to attack me.

“Troy, stand down. I’m not hurting her, I promise.” He snarled at me, bearing his teeth. He didn’t care about anything except Rory right now. I tried to mindlink Jett, but Troy was blocking him out. “Troy I’m only going to ask once more, stand down please. I would never hurt Rory, you know that.” I saw him start to calm.

He stopped his aggressive behaviors and looked dead into my eyes,

“Uncle Drew, I’m sorry he took control and wouldn’t let me back in.” Jett mindlinked with me,

“It’s fine son, can you calm him down? I’m going to approach Rory and I don’t want him to try and attack it would be very bad for you both.”

“Yes Uncle, I’ve got this.”

After a few moments Troy went to lay by Rory’s side and laid his head in her lap. She hadn’t moved she just stared at the ground muttering something. I started to walk towards her, slowly as to not stir Troy up.

“Rory, dear, I’m sorry this wasn’t how I wanted to tell you about all of this, but you deserve-“

“Why didn’t you take me?” She looked at me, our eyes locked together as tears streamed out of hers.

“Oh Rory,-“

“No, I am your daughter. I needed you more than 5 times a year, we lost her and you made me grieve her alone. You left me thinking I was the daughter of a murderer. Sure, I lived a great life with Magan and Dom but you are my father. I needed you....and you left me.”

Her words were like knives stabbing directly into my heart. I never thought about the fact she thought Thomas was her father, the man who loathed her and her mother so much so that he killed one and planned to do so to the other. I never thought about the fact that no one grieved her mother’s loss the way that she and I did. I always thought I was doing what was best.

“You didn’t do what was best for me, you did what was best for you.” I can’t believe she just read my thoughts without even realizing. I went to respond but before I could,

“Just don’t. I’ve heard enough. I see why you did the things that you did but I will never understand them. I have a ceremony to prepare for, Alpha Drew. We can speak more of this another time.” She said each word dripping in hurt and pain with every tear that fell from her eyes. She and Troy rose and started walking towards the village. She will never forgive me for this, but I will do everything I can to try and earn it.