The Omega : The Queen

Nine

Nine

     ‘ mother what are you doing here. ’ Keats asks narrowing his eyes at his mother who under normal circumstances would never be caught dead under the scorching sun just to move towards the training fields she never approved of.

       ‘ can't a woman spend some quality time with her son. ’ his mother said with a false smile that made him frown more. ’

    ‘ mom, your idea of a quality time getting spa a d massaged treatment and I following you on those once in two months and it has not being up to two months. ’ Keats pointed out.

     ‘ well I wanted us to.... ’ the queen started, racking her brain to find another excuse that will make her son to follow her to the entertainment room.

           ‘ just say what you want from me mom. It would be easier faster and less guilty wrecking that way. ’ Keats said as he sips his water, he seriously doubt that his mother would keep things short which means that trying to act as if he was going to continue when he clearly won't return.

        ‘ fine. If you chose to be a spoil sport. I want you to come with me to the entertainment room. ’

      ‘ why ?’

    ‘ you will see.  It is worth it. Trust me ’ Hus mother said as she took hold of his hands and use it to drag him off.

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    ‘ you see ’ the queen pointed to Mo who was watch the video playing with tears in her eyes before she turned and was now looking at the the queen and her mate as if they had gone nuts.

       ‘ so what if she is watching a movie and crying although I don't like seeing you in tears babe. ’ Keats said to Mo who snorted then turned her face away from him as if she was angry with him... Okay they will deal with that when his mother is not in the room.

    ‘ she is watching boys who were shirtless and had a dreamily look on her face. ’ the Queen smirked at Mo as if she has outed Mo dirty secret.

     ‘ I don't understand ’ Keats said.

     ‘ it means that her feelings wasn't true and she was secretive about it. ’ the queen gloated.

    ‘ why were you secretive about watching a video of your brothers ?’ Keats asks his mate with a confused expression on his face.

    ‘ geez because I do not want your b***h of a mother to sink her claws in the fact that I miss my family and the fact that your family is treating me like crap is not helping and also the fact that my brother died less than a week ago and I need to mourn and your mother refused to gibe me the space I need to mourn. ’ Mo said as tears wetted her checks then she looked into the face of her mate who looked very guilty at failing her. ' look, I just need some space dear then I will be fine. ’ Mo sighed as she kissed her mate checks then left.

     Keats felt down, what had he been thinking, he removed her family from her life and had not bother to see if she was alright and his mother made her even feel more unwelcoming.

     ‘ oops ’ the queen said feeling bad about everything she did and as she turned  face her son, the cold hard glint in his eyes told her that she will even feel more sorry in just a moment.

     ‘ mother. You do realised that this is your fault. ’ Keats started in a hard tone that made his mother balked.

    ‘ now son... ’ the queen started to say in a placating tone to cool her son down but he interrupted her.

    ‘ ... Not only it is your fault it is also a disgrace to you. What will your socialites friends do when they hear what you did to the person who is your son mate. ’

     They would probably tell her well done but the Queen kept her mouth shut as she saw that it was not right to let the prince knew that fact just yet and especially in the mood that he was in.

     ‘  you were suppose to make her feel welcome she was your charged and you failed and not only that you forgot why your socialite friends do not mess with their daughters in-law then let me remind you. Mates are soulmates they share a soul with theirs, they are the best thing that can happen to anybody and how did my mother who claimed to love me treat my mate... She made her bloody fricking cried. And that's a woman who claimed to love me ’ Keats finished as he strode out of the room not minding his mother who was shocked, her son had never talked to her that way before. Sure he yelled and threw things or ignored her but he had never looked at her with his eyes cold haunting and hurting, all because of her. 

      She felt bad as if she ate something that she knew she was allergic to.

     Well it is time for her to hold out the olive branch to moira but she knew that the girl won't accept it trustingly and readily as before.