Secrets kept hidden

Chapter 5

Ruth p.o.v

Naveah waves to me from the front door. I slowly pull away when I see her go in and shut the door. “Chris please don’t mess with her, she has been through enough already.” “MESS WITH HER!” He shouts. “That’s what you think I’m doing? Messing with her?” My brother shakes his head at me and turns to stare out the window. “Well what are you doing then? If your not messing with her.” I ask him curiously. He turns to look at me. “She is my mate Ruth.” Tears rolling down his cheeks. I park the car and switch off the enguine. “Look Chris, it’s amazing that you have found your mate, honestly i am incredibly happy for you. But you really need to approach this gently.” I tell him holding his hands. “Why Ruth? I don’t understand please tell me.” I look at him and sigh. “Her mother is dead. Has been since she was 4. She has been raised by her father ever since. He is a human. Naveah doesn’t know she is a wolf yet, her father has been masking it. But when she turns 18 on Saturday, her wolf will be too strong for him to mask.” “How do you know all this?” He asks. “Her mothers spirit.” I explain. “ she trusted me to guide Naveah when her wolf appears. Told me everything I needed to know.”

Chris p.o.v

I leave the car and walk back inside. Past my mother and up the stairs to my room. “Everything ok darling?” I hear my mother call to me, but I ignore her. “Not now mother, come to the kitchen with me and I will explain, but please leave Chris be he needs to think.” Im so thankful for my sisters quick thinking. I shut the bedroom door behind me and sit on the bed. My head in my hands, my fingers gripped round my hair pulling, my brain going over everything my sister told me. “Don’t worry Chris!” My wolf clarky tells me. “We will be the ones to make every wrong thing right in her life.” His words reassuring me. I have a shower and get myself ready for border patrol.

Naveah p.o.v

“Dad. I’m home.” I shout as I close the front door. “In the basement love. Come down.” He shouts back. I walk down the old wooden stairs into the basement. I find my father sat on the floor multiple boxes surround him, all filled with my mother stuff. “Feeling sentimental old man?” I chuckle the words to my father. “OI!” He laughs. “Less of the old you. Come sit down, I need to talk to you about something.” Patting a clear bit of floor next to him. “Is everything ok?” I ask him as I sit down. “Everything is perfect love, just need to have a little chat with you now your almost 18.” “Dad no please not the s*x talk. It was bad enough period shopping, you thought that the tampon size was the Virgina hole size. So embarrassing.” I facepalm myself. My father laughs. “No dear not the s*x talk. Something else actually.” “Ok but give me a second I need to go and take my tablets. I forgot them this morning.” I say as I start to stand up. My father grabs my hand. “No love please sit back down”. “What’s wrong dad? Your scaring me now.” My father laughs. “Scared of me, should be the other way round.” My father sighs. “Here you go love look at this.” He hand me a photo of him sat next to a massive wolf. Jet black fur shimmering in the sun, the most beautiful ice blue eyes. “The wolfs name was Dotty. Your mothers wolf actually. That right there is your beautiful mother.” He points to the picture. I shake my head. “Don’t be silly dad, werewolf’s died out centuries ago.” My fathers smiles at me. “They didn’t love. We as humans have just learnt how to live along side each other peacefully.” My father goes on to tell me more. “ your mother had the wolf gene, and we fell in love with each other before she found her mate. Well before he found her actually. Your mother rejected him, she was pregnant with you and madly in love with me. He didn’t like that very much and when you was 4 years old he killed her. Tore her apart. She passed on the gene to you, I have been keeping your wolf at bay with those tablets upstairs telling you they was to help your trauma induced BPD. I didn’t realise they would stop working when you was 18 or when your mate found you.” I can’t help but feel so angry right now. Rage filling my whole body. “ you have been lying to me! All these years and you have been lying to me and drugging me?!” I lose it and snap at him, standing up I storm up the stairs my father chasing behind. “No darling please, I was trying to protect you.” He tries to comfort me but it’s too late. I grab my bag, swing the front door open and run, faster then I have ever run before. I stop running after a while and ring Ruth and she comes to pick me up. “I’m not going back, I refuse!” I tell her and she says that I’m more then welcome to spend the night at hers.