Chapter 89: if I don’t laugh I am gonna cry

Grace’s pov

I looked at the file that Derek gave me a long time ago.

The first time I saw it I just felt this anger inside me.

Now looking at it I just felt this deep sadness and I didn’t know where it came from.

Why am I so sad? Is it because I had two parents but never got their love at all?

That I have met my father a few times now but he still doesn’t recognise me.

He only looks at me for a second and looks at me like I am a stranger.

Not even a little of recognition from his side,

or look at me for even 10 seconds because I resemble someone he once knew.

All I know is that he left my mother when she was pregnant with me.

Because of that she got rid of her humanity and his mark on me.

I guess I feel sad for my mother as well.

Now the more I find the more I understand her pain and situation.

The one thing that pushed me towards the decision I made was my childhood.

The way I grew up and how I was somehow isolated from the world.

The world and the people in it always shut me out any chance they got.

Being a hybrid I didn’t fit in at the witch camp my mother would take me every year.

Its because I was stronger and faster than any witches and they hated me for that.

Because of my werewolf genes I don’t easily get tired.

I have an increased stamina which means I can hold a spell for longer.

So because of that they didn’t like me at all and just looked at me like a freak.

As for the werewolves I think that deep down they could sense that I am not a pure breed.

Am I fast?

Yes but to an average wolf I was actually really slow.

That is why this training is really important to me and its something that must be done.

I cant beat Hendricks in strength or even in speed.

I wonder who I should blame for that?

Sometimes the only way to get through grief is to find someone else to blame for all your problems.

But who do I blame?

The father that people think is the most amazing person to ever walk this land?

Or the mother who was obviously hurting?

Or the mate who is just as damaged as I am??

I looked at the family photos in the file he took with his family.

He seems so happy and content with his life.

Not obsessed about power and doesn’t seem to have enemies.

He has a wife named Samantha Hale, she is a witch from a powerful blood line.

The council even has a Hale member who is Samantha’s older sister.

They are not as powerful as the rest of the families but they are powerful enough.

I put back the file and then looked at my file,

file that Derek complied together when he first met me.

After that I made sure that everything about me was erased.

Derek also didn’t oppose the idea because he didn’t want to take a risk.

He didn’t want anyone to find the weak spots of his weapon.

So he erased my past and he actually found it amusing how my mother also did the same.

The only reason I even know about my father’s name was because she let it escape her one day.

One day she blurted my father’s name and it was engraved in my mind.

I also wasn’t sure if he was truly my father so I stole his hair to confirm our DNA.

I thought that maybe it as just that they had similar names and that was all.

But that man and I are related by blood, I think he also erase his past as well.

Nothing about him led me back to my mother, it is as if they never met ever.

It is as if my mother never existed.

And I think that she wanted it that way, to disappear like she never existed.

To be forgotten with time, the only thing left that proves her existence is me.

I think that she just wanted to die and fade away.

Not being remembered by anyone, I guess she must turning in her own grave right now.

Because here I am thinking about her and trying to understand her even more.its weird isnt it??

I lived with this woman for 18 years of my life but she is a complete stranger to me.

Even the few things I know about her are the things I heard from my pack members.

I can never understand how she somehow as rich as she was after running away from home.

She worked one job and now that I am older I know that it probably didn’t pay her much.

But we lived a life of luxury,

I had all the materials things you could ask for as a child.

So how did she make all that money?

All this time how did she manage to support me finacially and then live this large inheritance money?

She left all different kinds of properties that average people cant buy in this lifetime.

I don’t know why but the idea of going there and living with them scares me.

I put back the file and got into my car and drove to the council head quarters.

I got there and Derek was waiting for me.

“do you think they know?” I asked Derek.

“I don’t know but I erased any trace of you and your mother had zero traces left of her. She was living like a ghost” he said and nodded.

We went inside and found everyone already waiting for us.

Today even Joseph Grayson aka my father was here as well.

When we came in he gave us a polite smile and said his hellos like usual.

“you called the meeting? Do you have any concerns?” Derek asked him.

“yes we have concerns, why is your weapon a ghost? We cant find anything on her” Ruby Hale answered for her brother in law.

“that is one of the reasons she is the ultimate weapon. Because she has no weaknesses that any of you can exploit” Derek answered.

“so you erased her entire existence? Is that why even I cant find anything?” Harper asked looking at me.

“yes, I told him to do so.

Will that be a problem?

Does this mean that I wont be going to train with you?

Because you don’t trust me since I am technically a ghost?” I asked Joseph.

“I don’t care, you can come and train with us.

Anything to help you win whatever battle you are fighting” Joseph Grayson answered.

Ruby Hale glared at him but didn’t say anything after that.

He is the leader of witches so people try to avoid disagreeing with him on a few things.

After that a few things were said and i got ready to leave but stopped when someone called out my name.

“Grace wait up” he said and I turned around to find Joseph Grayson looking at me with a smile.

He held out his hand, “I hope we work well together, don’t let Ruby get to you” he added.

I looked at the hand and then back at him.

I shook it and his smile remained intact all this time.

“Grace is a beautiful name. I wish I had called one of my daughters Grace” he said.

I looked at him and I couldn’t understand how someone can be like this.

I don’t know if to be angry or happy so I just stood there annoyed.

I was annoyed at myself and also at him for not being able to recognise his own daughter.

Or should I laugh?

That he wished he had named one of his daughters Grace and yet here I am.

He already has a daughter with that name but he just doesn’t know it yet.

The big question is that will he ever know?

Will I have the courage to tell him the truth?

Can he be trusted with the truth?

My mother spent all her life living like she was on the run.

I always thought that maybe she was on the run from her family but what if I am wrong?

What if all this time she was on the run because she was running away from him?

What if he is not as sweet as he appears to be?

It wouldn’t be the first time someone pretended to be something they are obviously not.

My time in this world has been enough to make me skeptical of everyone.

I don’t trust anyone at this point.

“listen I don’t know why you made the decision you made.

But as long as you will be staying with us, just know that I will be there for you

. For that time period you can consider me a father figure.

don’t stress about it, we will make sure you feel at home” he said.

I started laughing at this, if I don’t laugh I am going to cry.