Two Halves of a Whole

Chapter 16

She followed Lugos and his parents to the cells were the Beta had already prepared the prisoner for her visit. She entered the room and found the girl that claimed to be her cousin chained to a chair with a table in front of her. Sattira took the seat across from Shelly. She noticed the girl’s hate filled eyes never left her.

“Abomination!” She screamed at Sattira. Her pale face was bright red as she spat on the floor.

“Well that was rather disgusting,” Sattira said as she looked at the small drops of spit hanging off the other girl’s chin.

“You are disgusting. They should not allow you to live,” Shelly screamed. “You should have died with your parents.”

“Why do you think that,” Sattira asked her. “What did we ever do to you?”

“Your mother sullied our pack with her evil witch blood,” Shelly told her. The spittle on her lips flying out of her mouth in frustration. “I can’t wait until he kills you and gets what is rightfully his.”

“How can he kill me? I am safely in the pack of another alpha. He has no power here.” Sattira was trying not to be obvious as she tried to get information from the other girl.

Shelly laughed, “how do you think we got in here? You really think that once they know what you really are that this pack will protect you? No one wants a mongrel sullying there pack with their unclean blood lines.”

“I don’t believe you. No one here knew I was a werewolf until recently,” she tried to poke at Shelly, hoping she would slip up.

“As if you can get me to tell that easily,” Shelly taunted her. “My father is an alpha, I am not stupid enough to just give you information about something so important.”

“Your father is a liar and a murderer who only killed my parents because he wanted something the moon goddess didn’t think him deserving of,” Sattira taunted back. “That is why she gifted you such an unimpressive wolf.”

She knew immediately that she hit a nerve, “your witch mother cursed us, that’s why my wolf is not as big as other alphas,” she screamed. She was fighting the chains and trying to get at Sattira.

“Is that the lie your father told you? My wolf is stunning. She is a beautiful alpha wolf, almost as big as Alpha Stephan’s son in wolf form. Seems like the goddess favored me.”

“You lie, you are a witch like your mother. An abomination! The moon goddess would never favor you! You stole my wolf! My father was right. He will kill you and the curse will end. He will get his wolf back and my wolf will be stronger! I..” Shelly was mid scream when Sattira interrupted her rant.

“Your father lost his wolf?” She was shocked by what she heard. She had been told it could happen but she didn’t think she would ever hear of it happening first hand.

“You and your mother stole it don’t pretend you didn’t know!” Shelly was so convinced by her father’s lie Sattira almost felt bad for her.

Sattira couldn’t help but laugh at the thought. “Up until a few days ago I thought I was a human. How do you imagine I stole his wolf when I thought werewolves and magic and all of this was just a myth.”

This seemed to shock Shelly. “You are lying. My father said you took his wolf. He wouldn’t lie to me.” Shelly seemed uncertain of what she was saying. She was trying to convince herself as much as she was trying to convince Sattira.

“I promise you it is the truth. I was adopted by humans,” she explained. “If it wasn’t for Lugos and his pack I would have shifted alone the first time. When I first started to shift I thought I was some kind of monster.” It felt sad to think of it now. “When I first heard my wolf talk I thought I had some kind of mental illness.”

“Liar, my father told me about the witches at your house,” she screamed back.

“Witch at my house? What do you mean there were witches at my house?” Sattira was visibly confused.

“They went to your house looking for you. When they got there they were attacked by the witches that lived there with you.” Shelly smiled smugly as if she had proved something.

“It was a gang that attacked my house. My parents warned me not to go home because they might be watching the house.” Sattira knew her parents had never actually said who attacked the house and now she felt foolish for assuming.

“Wow, you aren’t half as smart as you think you are. Did your adoptive parents lie to you?” Shelly taunted her.

“I don’t think I have anything else to say to you.” Sattira had had enough of the conversation and went to leave the room.

“I hope they skin you like they did your mother.” Shelly spit at her.

“My mother died in an accident,” Sattira mumbled confusion by what she hear. She was frozen in place by the ice that suddenly ran through her veins.

“My father has her hide hanging in his office as a reminder,” Shelly laughed hysterically.

Sattira turned to stare at her. The emerald green eyes started to glow as her anger turned to rage. “What did you say!”

The walls shook with the force of her anger. Shelly was suffocating under the force of her aura as she tried to fight to resist it. In the end she failed and as the door flew open the Lugos and his parents raced into the room Shelly found herself saying, “my father has her hide hanging in his office as a reminder,” only this time she wasn’t laughing. She was trembling in fear as Lugos tried to restrain his mate.

Lugos dragged Sattira from the room. She was shaking so badly he didn’t know what to do. He tried to comfort her as she cried uncontrollably. He could still feel her rage as he carried her in his arms. As he left the building to walk back to the pack house he was pelted with rain. The sky that was sunny and bright when they walked to the cells was now dark and gray from the storm raging around them. He reached the pack house and carried her up the stairs, only stopping when he reached her room.

“They skinned my mom like an animal,” she sobbed into his shirt. “How could anyone be so evil.” All she kept imagining were her mother’s screams as they sliced her pelt from her body.

They will pay, her wolf raged in her mind howling as she shared their anger at the pain their mother had to endure.

Lugos climbed into the bed with her as he held her and offered the comfort of his touch.

“It can’t be true. My parents said my birth parents died in an accident. She must have been lying,” she tried to convince herself.

“You are probably right. She was probably trying to get a rise out of you,” Lugos soothed as he held her close, rubbing her back as he tried to calm her down.

“Son, where are you? Is Sattira with you?” His mother’s voice sounded timidly in his head.

“We are in her room, I am trying to calm her down,” he answered her. “Do you think it was true.”

“Shelly believes it to be true. Your Father used his Alpha command on her and she admitted some really horrible things. I am afraid to tell Sattira. Did you feel the power rolling off of her? I have never felt anything like that before. Don’t tell anyone about it. It is safer for the poor child if no one knows,” His mother told him.

‘I won’t, I promise,” he sent back to her. “Will it show up in the recording.”

“It should be fine but we will watch it before we let anyone else see it just to be sure,” his mom answered.

Sattira’s phone was ringing. She had a least one missed call from her parents. She wiped at her eyes and blew her nose in an attempt to try to help herself sound like she hadn’t been crying before calling them back.

“Is everything all right?” She asked whoever answered the phone.

“I was going to ask you the same thing,” her mother answered her. There was concern in her tone.

“How did my birth mom die?” She was starting to realize that she had made a lot of assumptions based on the things she was told.

“We told you Dad found you when he showed up at an accident. Both your birth parents are dead, Sweetie. I am so sorry. What is this about?” Her mom sounded nervous.

“You said my birth mother was dead. Did she die in the accident?” Sattira was starting to see how carefully her parents always worded the stories they told her. “Did you know who my parents were?”

There was a long pause. “Sweetie, we should really talk to you about this in person. It isn’t safe to talk over the phone.”

“I need answers. Avoidance is still a lie.” It was something her parents had said to her growing up.

“I know. Soon, I promise we will tell you everything. It’s just not safe to say some things over the phone,” her mom had told her that you never know who could be listening in on a phone conversation.

Sattira used to think she was paranoid. Now she wasn’t so sure. Her parents obviously knew a lot more than they let on.

“When?” She was hoping for answers. It really hurt to think her parents were keeping important things from her.

“I am not completely sure. Your dad and I are trying to deal with something then we will stop by and visit you at your new friend’s house. I am sure they won’t mind. We will bring them a gift,” her mother was being cryptic but she knew there was nothing more she would get from the woman. She knew her well enough to know when the conversation was over.

“Ok, I love you mom. Tell dad I love him too,” Sattira said the same goodbye she had given so many times before, as if it was a normal day.

“We love you too,” her mom said before hanging up the phone.

Sattira was confused. It was almost as if they knew she was upset. That would be impossible though, right? As impossible as her parents being witches.

“Everything alright?” Lugos asked. He was confused by the sudden change in her mood even if he was relieved that she didn’t seem as upset.

“My mother said that they were coming to visit,” she told him.

“You told her where you are?” He was shocked that Sattira would tell her parents with as much as he had stressed that she not tell humans about them.

“I didn’t TELL them anything. My mom said they would ‘stop by and visit me at my new friend’s house.’”Sattira tried to be as exact as possible as she explained her conversation with her mother. “Oh, and she said she was bringing a gift.”

“Did she happen to say what the gift was?” Lugos had a feeling he knew the answer but asked anyway just in case.

“Sadly she doesn’t like to talk about anything over the phone cause you never know who might be listening,” Sattira told him. “So all she said was that she would be bringing a gift.”

“Maybe she’s bringing cake,” Lugos teased her. She was so caught off guard she couldn’t help but giggle.

“I wish, but I highly doubt that it’s cake. My mother isn’t the Betty Crocker type,” Sattira didn’t feel right telling him that her mom had burnt every cake she had ever tried to bake. Maybe it was for the best if it wasn’t a cake.