Chapter 43 DALIA
DALIA
Lena is right. Whatever the witch did to Sarah and her daughter. I don't think there's a way to undo it. I don't even know what she did to manipulate their mental state. If only I knew, I could find a way to get them back to normal.
“If there's no way to get them back to normal. What then are we going to do?” Ezekiel asks.
I'm thinking. There must be a way. Lena also looks like she's thinking. There's a few seconds silence until an idea pop into my mind. I know Ezekiel will protest but I don't give a fuck. I will do what I want. It looks like he doesn't know how important this is to me. This is my destiny we are talking about, and I must do everything in my power to stop this war.
“I have an idea,” I say, drawing their attention to me. I glance at Sarah and her daughter. They are still knocked out. I wonder how long the sedative will work on them because I need her unconscious while I do what I want to do.
“I can enter Sarah's mind and find out how the witch managed to manipulate her mental state. It will give me an insight on how to get her back to normal.”
“Can you infiltrate someone's mind?” Lena asks with pique curiosity.
“I can…. I mean …..I have with the witch but I don't know how I did it.”
“Yeah, that's what I want to say. Just because you found yourself in the witch's mind doesn't mean you knew how you got in there in the first place or how you managed to leave. You have risked your life enough Dalia. Don't do anything, we will figure this out another way.” Ezekiel cuts in.
“Believe me, there's no risk here. I just need to find a way to enter her mind and see the truth she knows. And also know the last thing that happened to her, that is how she became like this. I need to know what the witch did to her.”
“No. There's definitely a risk. The last time you entered the witch's mind. You said that you didn't know how you entered or how you got out. That means you could be trapped in there and probably die.” There's fear in Ezekiel's voice. He can't even hide it.
“I…”
“Please, Dalia.” Ezekiel's voice is so soft. His eyes are practically pleading with me. He knew that he wouldn't be able to stop me if I made up my mind. So he thinks begging me will help.
I sigh and don't say anything. Ezekiel has never spoken to me in such a mild pleading tone before and I will be lying if I say that doesn't do something to me. Of course he's my mate and that bond is there even if he's nothing but an asshole.
Well, I will still do what's in my mind without Ezekiel knowing. I don't want to argue with him because it won't be of any help. And I also don't want to say no when he asks me like that. I know he's scared of losing me, but he should also know that this is my life…. My destiny. And I'm ready to die while trying to fulfil it because that's what I'm born for.
“Ezekiel is right, Dalia. We can still find another solution. Besides, there's no guarantee that infiltrating Sarah's mind will help us in any way.” Lena breaks the silence. I nod, still ready to do what's in my mind.
“Thank you.” Ezekiel mutters. I don't reply. I'm still angry with him and I'm not ready for that affection of his which is forced by the mate bond.
The drive to the pack house is silent. When we arrive at the pack house. Others are waiting for us. Of course, we didn't bring good news, only that we managed to get Sarah and her daughter out of the mental hospital.
Sarah and her daughter were put in a room and chained up in case they woke up and freak out. We don't want to draw attention to their stay in the pack house which may leak our secret plan.
We will think of what to do with Sarah and her daughter. That's what we all agreed on before everyone goes about their day.
“Can I talk to you, Dalia?” Ezekiel asks as I'm about to go to my room. I feel a bit tired and I want to rest before anything else.
“I don't think I have time to spare for you,” I answer sarcastically and about to walk away but he holds my wrist and pulls me back. The force caused me to hit his chest.
“Sorry.” He mutters an apology and releases my wrist as we create a good distance between ourselves.
“I'm sorry about what happened yesterday,” he says in a whisper. I barely heard what he said. Is it that difficult for him to apologize?
“You just need to learn how to control your temper, Ezekiel. It's not as if I mean anything to you without the mate bond.” I can see the hurt in his eyes but I don't take back my word because that's the truth.
“I can't accept you as my mate, Dalia.” He murmurs, his eyes not meeting mine.
“Why….” I crook out. I didn't want my voice to come out that way.
“Because we are not meant to be,” he replies. I scoff.
“What did my mother do? Why do you hate her so much?”
“Your mother is not who you think she is.” He simply replies.
“What do you mean?” My voice comes out a bit shaky.
“Fuck Dalia.” He curses and runs his palm on his face. There's something….. something he's not letting out and I really want to know.
“This mating of a thing is not supposed to be. It's another selfish act of your mother. She's trying to prove her point and I won't let her.”
There we go. His pride. “Then I think this conversation is over.”
Is this even about my mother or about him?
I turn and walk away. He didn't stop me. I walk back to my room and his words linger in my head. What does he mean by another selfish act of my mother? He sounds as if my mother has done something selfish before. He said my mother is not who I think she is. Is he saying that I don't know my mother enough?
That's absolutely ludicrous.
What the hell happened one hundred years ago.
I want to know. I want to ask my mother but I can't. But I know that even if there's a way to communicate with her, she won't give me an answer. Because that's who my mother is. She will only tell you what she wants to let out.
The moment my mother sent me off on my mission. She cut all the links I have with her. She said this is my cross and I will carry it alone. I don't know why I'm chosen for this or why I should do this with Ezekiel.