Whispers of Betrayal
1708 Words
Bianca.
“Where are you coming from?” she asked.
“Mother,” I called, searching around for Father.
“Answer my questions,” she said calmly, but her voice was laced with venom.
“I escorted my brother," I replied, which caused her to flare up. She stood up from her seat and walked towards me, fixing her gaze on me. I gasped for air as her intense stare suffocated me.
“Mother,” I gasped.
“Bianca, I think we need to talk. It’s high time I tell you everything, or else you won’t understand your mother’s worries."
I looked up, gazing into her eyes. “I don’t understand you, mother.”
“You will understand soon, darling.” She smiled. “Let’s sit.”
I sat beside her nervously. She began looking around, searching for something that I didn’t understand.
“Where is Father?” I asked.
“The king has summoned him. He won’t be here for a while," she responded with a grin.
“What do you want to tell me, mother?” I questioned, not wanting to stay there for a moment longer.
“Bianca, dear,” she called my name sweetly. The hair on my body rose. Why was she acting like this? I wasn’t used to her new-found behavior.
Her voice had a sickly sweet tone, and there was an unsettling glint in her eyes as she called my name. It felt like she was trying to manipulate me or conceal something behind her newfound behavior. It was as if a snake had coiled around me.
She chuckled at my reaction. “What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing, mom,” I responded, trying to fake a smile.
“I need you to listen carefully to what I am about to say and understand me," she began. “This is karma.” Suddenly, she burst into laughter. Her laughter was intense, almost unsettling.
“Mother,” I called for her attention.
“Look here; you can’t be with him,” she uttered.
“Who, mother?” I asked, confused. “Who are you talking about?”
“I know I am the cause of everything because I wasn’t the one who gave birth to him," she confessed.
“What the hell are you talking about, mother? I don’t understand you.”
“I’m talking about Daniel,” she muttered softly. “I am not his real mother.”
I gasped, moving backward, shocked by her unexpected revelation. She wasn’t Dan’s mother?
“You’re not his mother?” I asked, my voice barely loud.
She moved closer to me, holding my shivering hand, and whispered, “Everything that is happening now is my fault. I didn’t know it would come back to bite me after so many years.” She broke down, crying. This was the first time I had seen my mother like this. My heart skipped a beat, seeing her in such a vulnerable state.
“Why did the goddess have to mate you both together?" Her words hit me like a nuclear bomb, shocking me to my core. “Why can’t she forgive me for my sins and instead choose to punish me by mating you guys together?”
I yanked my hand away from her. My brother was my mate? What I had been feeling about him wasn’t a lie. It was the mate bond. Even though I had no Lycan wolf yet, I could still feel it.
She frowned, but quickly concealed it. What did I just see? Was she dissatisfied?
“Mother, he is my mate, right, and you know it?”
“Yes," she whispered, looking around. “But you can never be with him. That’s why I asked you to stay away from him.”
“How? How is this possible?”
“I won’t say more than that. Just know that you can’t be with him, and you can’t tell this to your father, or else he is going to find out about my secret. If he does, he is going to kill me, and I’m sure you don’t want that, right?"
I was shocked. Was my mother cheating on my father? Because of her cheating and her secret, I wouldn’t be able to be with my mate. Never.
“I will be with him whether you like it or not,” I threatened, running to my room.
Every step I took felt like a betrayal, a silent acknowledgment of the tangled web of lies that bound me. As my footsteps echoed through the grand halls of the castle, my heart was heavy with the weight of my mother’s secrets as I approached my chambers. I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air. Why would my mother do this to me?
With a heavy heart, the thought lingered in my mind as I pushed the door open and entered my room. I sighed, thinking about what my mother had just told me. I was truly my brother’s mate, bound by fate and blood, yet my mother’s whispered promises of power whispered like seductive tendrils in my mind. Could I truly find happiness with her involved in my life?
I hated everything that was going on, but if I refused to follow my mother’s instructions, she would hate me more and punish me heavily.
I lay on the bed, thinking of how to control my fate and get away from my mother’s clutches. I flinched when I heard someone open the door. My body trembled on its own, coming face-to-face with the woman who had shaped my life with lies and half-truths. My mother’s gaze was cold, her features etched with a mask of calculated composure.
“Bianca, my dear,” my mother greeted, her voice laced with honeyed deceit. “Come and sit. We have much to discuss.”
Reluctantly, I sat on the bed, and she joined me. My mind was filled with questions and doubts. Despite knowing not to trust my mother, a part of me still craved the maternal affection I never had.
“I want you to marry the prince, Bianca,” my mother began. Her tone was tinged with authority. “A match that will secure your future and elevate our status in the kingdom.”
“What more status do you want, mother?” I snapped, rising from the bed. “We are noble and rich. What more do you want?”
I knew she was greedy. She was greedy enough to hurt her only daughter.
She snarled, her eyes burning with rage. I stared at her in fear as her body trembled with anger. She moved closer to me, raised her hand, and slapped me in the face.
“How dare you speak to your mother like that? Are you crazy?” She howled, hitting me multiple times in the face.
I held my burning cheeks. It hurt so much. Was she truly my mother?
“Mother…” I stammered.
“Shut up and don’t call me that. I don’t have a disobedient girl as my daughter,” she spat, holding the hem of my dress. “Listen to me; you will marry the prince.”
“No, I won’t. He doesn’t love me,” I hissed. I didn’t care if she hit me again. “I won’t marry him.”
“You don’t have a choice, do you?” She smirked.
My heart sank at what she said. I had always dreamed of finding someone who would love and cherish me, but my mother’s ambitions left little room for such fantasies.
“What about my mate?”
“What about him?” She sneered.
“He is my mate, mother.”
“Are you planning to accept him as your mate?” she demanded. “Tell me?”
“Yes,” I replied. “He is my mate.”
“He’s your brother. Your f*****g brother and he can never be your mate,” she yelled at me. “You will never be with him. Not in this life.”
“No.”
She scoffed. “I thought you were going to understand me, but it seems I am thinking too much. You will never be able to understand my worries.” She dragged me forcefully, opened my mouth, and poured something down my throat.
“Ah. What did you just feed me?" I asked, coughing. I wanted to cough out whatever she had given me, but nothing came out.
“That is what will conceal your scent at your upcoming age ceremony. He will never be able to know that he is your mate."
Tears fell from my eyes. “You will marry someone I want you to marry, and it is going to be the prince.”
She was just too wicked. “I hate you.”
She grabbed my cheek and spat on my face. “You will thank me one day, darling. I am doing all this for you. Daniel is nothing but a cheap i***t who has b***h blood in him.”
She grabbed my cheek and spat on my face. “You will thank me one day, darling. I am doing this for your own good. Daniel is nothing but a worthless fool with bad blood in him.”
“Mother.”
“That b***h’s blood flows in his vein. I will never allow you to marry him. Imprint that in your brain."
I understand why she hates him now. I doubted my identity.
“Am I really your daughter?”
“Of course. I am the one who gave birth to you. You don’t have to doubt that.”
I gazed at her, my heart bleeding. I was disappointed by what she said. I had hoped she would deny being my mother. I could have sighed in relief.
“This secret will remain between us. If you dare to tell anyone, especially your father, you will forever be labeled as a bastard."
I froze at what she said. She sneered, walking towards the door. She turned around and faced me. “I’m sure you don’t want to lose the position of Beta’s daughter, right?” With that, she opened the door and left.
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