Chapter 13
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Aylee's POV
I groan as I get out of my carriage. It's just been minutes after sunrise. And I reached the pack a couple of minutes ago. I see the pack house in front of me. Liza might already be here.
I walk in and it is so silent. So peaceful. Of course there is still time for them to wake up. But the noise in the kitchen makes me wonder who might be up already.
Maybe it's mom. Because she doesn't usually come out of her room all day when Liza is here. So maybe she is taking whatever she needs for the day.
But before I caught a whiff of the scent and turned around, she already saw me. Liza. She is standing there as she is pouring herself a nice hot cup of coffee. I didn't know she usually wakes up at this time.
"Do you need one too?" She asks me and I nod. I don't want any drama right now. And father wakes up in less than an hour so she could tell him what not.
I sit on the couch as she gets us both coffee and joins me. I maintain a safe distance. I don't like her.
"Felix told me that you went to The Nightfall Pack for a party. I assumed you'd be back tonight. What brought you back here so fast?" She asks me.
"I don't like spending time in a pack that isn't mine," I smile at her, silently digging at her but she just laughs it off.
And I don't like how she is calling my father by his name. His entire life everyone called him an Alpha. His own mate.. my mother.. she never even called him because he doesn't acknowledge her. All thanks to the woman sitting with me desperate for some small talk.
"Yeah. I see the dig," she says but I shove down my urge to puke on her and drink all the coffee in one go.
I put the cup on the table before me and right when I am about to get up from the sofa, she holds my hand catching me off guard.
"Why do you hate me so much?" Liza asks me and I laugh. I don't suppress it anymore. Is she really asking me this?
"No really. Why do you hate me?" She asks again.
"I don't know. Maybe because you are ruining my family?" I ask her back.
"Was your family perfect before I walked in?" She asks and I don't recall a day where my father was good to my mother. Especially after my birth though. It's a whole different thing.
"At least it wasn't ruined," I whispered and she sighs.
"I can't change how things are, Aylee. Your parents are two broken people. Of them one somehow found the good side in them to be nice to me. Your father. And I appreciate that. I myself walked out of a very bad abusive marriage," she tells me.
Now this is the kind of detail I never knew. I didn't know she was married or mated before my father. Let alone knowing it was an abusive marriage.
"If your father found the strength in him to love me despite his family situations, maybe I could do myself a favor and let someone love me. He never loved your mother, and you should know it better than anyone," she says.
And I don't like how she is stating facts.
"But what if my mother loved him and you left her no chance of receiving whatever that you are having from my father?" I asked her, that shut her mouth up.
I don't say anything at all as I storm upstairs. There is a knock on my window and I open it to see Colton. I don't even know for how long he was hanging by the branch of the tree right outside my room.
I let him in and he fell on the floor, panting for his breath.
"I'm sorry. I was talking to Liza," I whisper as I pull him closer and he hugs me back.
"I figured as much," he says.
Colton places his lips on mine but all I can think of is how Farrell's lips would feel on my skin. I close my eyes, focusing on Colton before me but my mind shows me yet another image of me licking Farrell's abs all the way up until I gently bite and suck the base of his neck.
I pull away from the kiss making Colton stare at me wide eyed.
"Liza is awake so it's time my father wakes up as well. It's not safe," I say as I push him towards the window again where he jumps down without even saying a word.
I shut my window and rest my forehead against the cold glass.
Why can't I stop thinking of Farrell? What's happening to me?
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