Chapter 34 Shock
Kristen's POV
Mom tried to commit suicide through?
I haven't been myself since Bruce broke the news, upon knowing it has to do with me. I believe I'll self-loathe until eternity.
Fear and worry are getting the best of me. I am panicking because I can't lose her else I'll have no family at all.
Bruce is taking me back in the car.
Calhoun didn't waste a second after hearing what Bruce had to say, he shifted and ran all the way home.
My vision is being blurred by tears right now, with my heart sick.
I let Calhoun turn my phone off when I should've refrained him. Had I taken her calls, none of this occurrence would've happened.
Nothing else matters right now, but Mom.
When we reach Calhoun's estate, I sprint towards her room and push the doors open.
There, I find Mom in bed with her eyes closed. She looks completely pale and lifeless that for a moment I am glued to my standing spot, with my heart doing skips.
I don't want to think she's dead.
Calhoun is kneeling beside her bed, he's holding her hand to his face and kissing it right now. With sadness and guilt on his face. "Tell me she's not dead," my voice is shaky and hoarse as I let this out.
Calhoun doesn't respond, he just presses Mom's hand in his face and sighs heavily.
"Oh, you're finally here, Kristen. Your mom kept asking for you," someone speaks up. It's the pack doctor who didn't know it was in here until now. He's at the far end of the room, pouring something into a vessel.
"Why is she like that?" A drop of tear stubbornly slide down my left cheek.
"She's still weak from the near-death experience, so she's resting." He informs me.
Upon hearing this, my heart slowly adjusts to normal but it doesn't make me feel any bad.
Mom is alive but I know she wanted to commit suicide because of Calhoun and me. It might be that she found out something was going on between the two of us, judging from Calhoun's behavior around her and how he disappeared with me, purposely missed her calls, and switched both our phones off.
I am too ashamed of myself to go near her right now, to think of everything I've done with her husband. I don't even deserve to be her daughter.
Even staying in the same room with her feels like I am being given a chokehold. I've done too much damage already and there's nothing else I can do to amend things.
My feet which were glued before start moving and carry me out of the room.
Bruce comes into my room and shuts the door behind him.
"You went too far, Kristen. You could've left when you had the chance to," the way he's staring at me gives out that he has an intense dislike for me. And I just want to crawl into a corner and hide myself away from the world.
"Where is your conscience? Sleeping with your mother's husband behind her back? That is just pathetic. You could've persuaded Alpha Calhoun to reject you even though he was being strong-willed, instead, you spread out your legs to him when you were even aware of the problems this mate bond created in their marriage." He lashes out angrily.
Bruce is right, that's why I can't say anything.
The tears are just flowing freely.
"Why let your emotions get in the way? You had your chance to tame your wolf to be around Calhoun. How would you have reacted if she had drowned in that pool? You're here daughter for fucks sake, Kristen! Daughters don't hurt their mothers the way you have!"
These remarks burn and slice deep through me.
"I don't hate you, just giving you a piece of tough love because you need to come to your senses. Alpha Calhoun is a man, he'll come to his senses after this and he'll eventually reject you. The two of them can reconcile if he comes up with excuses to protect their marriage because she's his Luna. But you?" Bruce puts his hands on his waist and shakes his head at me.
"You'll live with this guilt forever," he continues, "whatever got into you? You thought he'd divorce her and make you his wife and Luna? Then you must be sick and stupid."
I break into sobs because I can't take it anymore. It's just too much for me to handle right now. I get that I am at fault but why is he shifting all the blame to me? Calhoun is the mastermind of it all.
Still, I can't open my mouth to defend myself because I never stopped Calhoun when he made advances at me. Instead, I let him use me to his satisfaction. So Bruce has every right to be this harsh on me, even though it hurts so bad.
A shudder leaves my body when Bruce takes menacing steps until he's standing in front of my bed.
"Leave now that you have the chance to, because no one wants you here," he clenches his jaw and folds his arms across his chest, "you don't intend to mess things up more than you already have, right?"
Sniffing, I shake my head no.
"Good, you have less than twenty-four hours to disappear."
A ragged sob comes from me in response to this. Bruce isn't wrong with the accusations and forcing me to take my leave, but why do I feel so alone and hurt?
Goosebumps rise in my pores when Calhoun quietly makes his way into the room.
Hands tucked in his pockets and his blue eyes devoid of any emotions.
At the rate at which my heart is thudding, it feels like I'll faint. Because I've never seen him look this way before.
"Get out," he quickly makes this authoritative command to his beta.
Can it be that he heard everything?
My heart slows down and swells in my chest.
Bruce clenches his jaw before obeying, leaving just me and Calhoun alone in the room.
Calhoun doesn't near my side, he remains as far away from me as he can, with his eyes still lacking emotions. Almost like he's meeting me for the first time.
"I've made the arrangements at the council hall, you need to accept my rejection," with this, he signals some guards to come forth into the room.