Chapter 230
Lena's POV
I wake up snuggled to Nick with Patrick at my back, rubbing my belly from behind.
I'm due in a month, and I'm freaking scared thanks to my mother and her sick ways.
It seems we find out new stuff every day, and it gets worse.
She sold me to Warren, but once a master dies or quits, the contract goes to the next in line. The man Nick killed was one master out of hundreds. Tyler has killed many, but I feel more will come.
"What are you thinking about, sweet girl?" Patrick turns me to face him.
"The other masters," I blurt out as he rubs my back and belly. Both pups still move but not like before. I snuggle close to him and sigh. This feels nice.
"Most are dead, and the remaining sick fucks will join them. Alpha wants your thoughts on your mother, sweet girl. Do you want her dead?" I sigh as I look up into his eyes.
"I want her gone; I don't feel bad for it either, or for Megan too," I add. Both need to die so I feel safer. He kisses my lips gently, and I melt into his arms, loving the warmth I feel.
"Stop worrying about them for now, sweet girl. We just want you to focus on you and our pups for now. Tyler wants you healthy and relaxed, so we need to focus on that." I love how sweet he is. I yawn and blush, but he chuckles.
"I'm going to start food," Nick says behind me, making me jump. "I will be back, little one." He is gone before I can get a kiss, and I sigh sadly. Nick seems distracted, but I know he is worried my labor may be rough. I'm scared as well, but I hope it goes smoothly. Dad met women a few days ago and was surprised when Mom shot him and tried to hand me over to men who bought me. I get daily visits, and I am building back our father-daughter relationship.
"Will my dad be by today?" I ask Patrick as we snuggle.
"Yes, he asked to see you before he questions your mom or asks her more questions. Your dad is seeing another woman we rescued from the masters.
"Why is he going to talk to Jan?" I ask. I haven't called her "Mom" in a while; she doesn't deserve that title. He nuzzles my neck, and I relax more.
"He has some more questions for her. He is also going to see Megan at the jail." I sigh at his words. Jan and Megan made my life hell once he left, and once I got sold, I was in a worse hell with other girls my age. We basically existed and didn't talk at all. When I came here with the others to mess with Jack and Tyler, I saw my way out and took it. Nick, being my mate, was a huge blessing even though I feared him at first.
"I think I would like to ask her some questions too," I state softly. Patrick cups my face, making me look into his eyes. He smiles sweetly and kisses me.
"You can see her, but be warned, sweet girl, she looks awful. Torture was used to get her talking, so she is a mess." I nod.
A few days later, I'm taken to the shack and freeze at the sight of the walls. Bloodstains are everywhere, and it smells like shit and piss.
"Look what the cat dragged in," my mother grins at me.
"I got some questions," I say, not looking straight at her.
"I answered all questions, Lena. I'm tapped out. "I have nothing left to say," she spits at me.
"Why did you do it, Jan?" I ask.
"Because I can't fucking stand you. I never could. Your dad loved you so much it made me sick. He left to make money, and I sold his precious daughter." She is gloating. She is sitting there looking like death and still prideful.
"You will die, and nobody will miss you, Mother," I say, standing. "I hope the moon goddess doesn't let you be reborn because no child needs a deceitful and awful mother like you. Fuck you very much, you cunt!!" I leave, and once the door closes, I burst into tears. I'm lifted and carried off.
"You are okay, Lena," I hear Tyler say softly. I wasn't okay, though. I always wanted a mom to love me, and all I got was hate because my dad loved me. She was jealous of her own pup.
"I'm not okay," I sob. "I'm unlovable. My own mom hates me. My sister too. Dad probably feels obligated to love me. I bet deep down he feels what Jan feels. I keep crying as Tyler hugs me, and soon my mates rush in. I'm handed over, and all I do is cry. I can hear warriors talk, but my face stays in Nick's neck, crying.