Three Fated Hearts – Chapter 58

I stand in front of the door of my childhood home, memories rushing back to me. It’s always hard to come here because, growing up, this house was just not warm. There was love here, not love that included me. My mom loved me as much as any mom could love their child, but that love tended to be stifled by my dad. He only had eyes for my sisters and often tried to keep my mom from focusing on me. She did what she could whenever she was able, but there were many times that she had to pretend as if. She had to pretend as if my pain wasn’t important, as if my feelings didn’t matter, as if I was less than a member of this family.

If I hadn’t had Mark and Lynn, along with their parents, I’m not sure how I would have gotten through. When my mom couldn’t be a mom to me, I would go to their home. I was like the second daughter to them, their third child. I loved every moment that I spent in that house and the love that they showed me.

I’m sure many would wonder why I didn’t just move into their home when I graduated high school. If I was such a part of their family, why didn’t I join them officially? To be honest, I did consider doing just that, but I never followed through. I didn’t want there to be any more tension in this pack surrounding me. The truth of the matter is that showing interest in me caused tension in the ranks. Since my dad is the head warrior, he always works closely with the ranked members. My dad would be hateful toward anyone who showed me any interest, including Beta John and his family. I felt it would be better to break away from the pack so everyone could live comfortably. My decision hurt Mark and Lynn, but they understood.

y hear rustling behind the door and the click of the knob. The door opens slightly, and I can see darkness on the other side. My mom’s head pops through and gives me a solemn look.

the door. She takes a few awkward steps until she is standing in front of me.

her loved me unconditionally and left it at that.

, I-”

r liquid on the coffee table, but I don’t comment on it. Mom follows me into the room and sits in an armchair.

kay, mom?”

t to say many things, but I can’t find the words.

eaching out to me. They are in pain.

mom’s wolf is reaching out, but I don’t know if mom will do the same.

g her hand again and again.

e do?” Mom stops walking for a second before starting again and picking up her pace. I wait a bit, watching mom get more and more agitated. “Mom, what did he do?”

er….you have to understand that he…well…..” I can’t take

rt to fall.

love you with all of my heart and I couldn’t live with myself if someone did something to you because of me.” I feel tears on my cheeks.

e.

his?” Mom put her head down and shook her head.

your sisters and I was terrified. I didn’t know what to do because what about my fated mate. Your father and I talked about it and decided to be chosen mates. We marked each other and had your sisters. When your sisters were young, I went back to my home pack to visit family. I….I met my fated mate there.” I turn to my mom, eyes wide in shock.

happened? Why aren’t you with him?” My laughs a bit.

ic, I found out  I was pregnant. When I came back and told your father, he was angry. He accused me of sleeping with my fated mate and swore the baby was his. I denied it, telling him that if we had slept together, he would have felt it. I got a DNA test when you were born and showed him that you were his, but that didn’t change anything. He never paid you much attention, always doting on your sisters. I honestly think he believes that I had the test results altered. He doesn’t truly believe that you are his child.”

nothing. Mom continues to stroke my hand, and we sit in silence for a while.

e can’t get away with this.” Mom shakes her h

ll your mates that what your dad did. They will have him locked up. He’s the head warrior, and that would be bad. This is the worse thing h

about my hand.”

u have to come with me. I know you don’t want me to tell my mates, but I can’t let you st

telling them what happened. I have to figure out how to keep mom safe without blowing things up.

the living room with a bag in her hand. I stand up and hold my hand out to her. Mom takes my hand, and we head to the front door. Before I can open the door, it opens in front of me, and I step back in shock. Aida stands at the door looking between mo