THE UNCOVERING OF TRUTH 101
KHAL'S POV
"Is he fine?" I was talking to Froy on the phone. I was not in good condition due to what happened to Hali.
"He's better. His brothers are here." Froy responded. I shut my eyes as I blew a sigh of relief.
"Text me for the update. I can't leave my mom. She's crying again."
After a short conversation, I went to my mother's room. She was now laying on the bed, hugging a white pillow and snoring. When I left her to answer the phone, she was crying.
"Mom, what makes you cry so much? Don't make me suffer watching you. Tell me your problem." I caressed her hair up and down while staring at her peaceful face. The tears were drained from it. I adjusted my body and kissed her forehead. "Is this because of my father? Again? You shouldn't cry about the past. It was long ago. Focus on me, please…"
She would not hear me, therefore, I grabbed this time to say the things I could not say when she was awake. My heart was ripping into smaller pieces while seeing her sob. She already said to me how I was born, however, it did not lessen her grief and pain. I was tired of guessing what makes her suffer. 0
I inhaled deeply and exhaled heavily. This was not my only problem, my heart also bleeding for Zarya and Hali. I was happy with my friend, nevertheless, I was still in love with her.
I walked downstairs, heading to the kitchen to get water when I noticed the door was opened. "What the…" I would never leave the door open and it was not my mother who did that, she did not go downstairs.
I cleared my throat as I was walking down slowly. I gasped for air as I dialed the first number on my phone. Hali's phone was ringing. I slowed down the volume by clicking the button in the side corner of my phone.
"Hello." I heard Hali talking. "Hello… Hey, Buddy Fucker! Don't bother the Alpha King of Water, if you can't talk. One minute and you will not speak… I will end the call."
I gasped for plenty of air when I saw the door in the kitchen, outside the house was also open. I hurriedly put the phone on my ear. "Someone's inside the house. I need help. Now." I panted as I was lowering my voice. How would I fight? I did not know how to punch or even kick. I did not grow in the manner that my friends grew.
Every step was so slow, looking side by side, grabbing air as I was making myself strong. I grabbed a baseball bat, my hands were shaking. I alerted my ear and eyes, making myself aware of my surrounding. I did this scene during the shooting, but not in reality. I would not expect that my feeling during the action scene would be intensified in the fact that I was facing them in real life. I was a good actor, therefore I stood bravely as if I had the knowledge to defend my mother and myself.
I opened the light in the living room. I looked around and saw nothing. The only view that came into my vision was the darkness of the night and the clean huge house. I supposed to have relief when suddenly, my body was frozen when I heard my mother was shouting loudly.
"Ahhh!" I ran hurriedly upstairs.
"Mom!" My husky voice had echoed in the entire house. "Mom! What's going on upstairs! Mom!" My heart was pounding loudly and recklessly. It would go out of my chest if I did not see my mother in about a second. "Mom! Hold on! I'm coming!"
I could see the door was opened. My world was ruined when I saw men holding her by the neck while his claws were pointing at her throat.
I bent my knee, breathing in and out while my arms were opened. "Please… I don't know who are you. Please… not my mom."
A smirk was formed on his lips. "He doesn't look like his father. He inherits most of his features from her beautiful mother."
"Yeah, but I can say… he is so good-looking man." The man with long red hair answered.
"What do you think, Prince Jace?" The man holding my mother asked a man who I thought was the same age as Zarya.
"We can use them." The man named Jace said with no emotion.
"Who are you! I didn't know you! Get away from my mother!" I started to be annoyed and at the same time fear crawling into my system.
"You never know us, but we know you and your damn father! He's a traitor who raped your mother in front of my pack." The man behind my mother, wrapping her even more spoke up.
"I don't care about my father! I don't wanna know who he is! Let go of my mother we can't help you find him!" I managed to be brave for my mother, even if the baseball bat in my hand was shaking.
"Who said we're finding your father?" He smelled my mother's cheek, causing me to grit my teeth. "He's dead. No worries with your mother's rapist."
My whole body froze with shock. Dead? He is dead? Then, why are they here?
I panted with dread in my body. I love my mom so much. She is my world, my everything. She suffered a lot when she carried me in her womb, but she still continued to continue her pregnancy, even though I was the result of abuse. I never felt I was blamed for my father's mistake.
I gazed at the dangerous man. He seemed not doing good to us. My mother was trembling in fear. She did not want other people touching her.
"Please! Tell me what you need! Just don't hurt my mom! I will do everything!"
"We're looking for your sister. Perhaps you have seen her?"
Sister? I have a sister?