Chapter 40 A slap
Lyra's POV
Seeing my mom outside made my heart skip.
I know fully well that she's got nothing good to say to me; probably she's here to blame me for clearing my name, or maybe blame me for being the reason the alpha had to punish his son.
She's been doing everything possible to win his heart. Now that he's been trying to get along with her, I came and ruined things. I know this will be the exact words she'd say to me, but I swear I won't tolerate whatever shit she has to say. I've had enough already. She's the reason I had to suffer like this.
Elias stopped and moved away immediately when he saw how my mom was glaring at him. Normally, my mom was supposed to thank him for saving me, but here she is, glaring daggers at him.
Elias didn’t seem to mind the glares; he already knows what's going on in my life and the kind of person my mom is.
"Mom..." I managed to mutter.
She didn't respond, nor did her gaze on me soften.
I slowly turned to Elias, muttering a thank you to him. He nodded, then turned and walked away. He understood the assignment; my mom wants to speak to me, and it's best if he excused us.
"Don't call me your mom, Rose. If I were your mom, you wouldn't be doing this..." What did I do? Don't tell me I was right when I thought she's here to blame me for not getting killed by the evil prince and his witch!
"What did I do?" I asked, trying really hard not to sound broken. The moon goddess did punish me by not giving me a wolf but by giving me a woman as cruel as my mom. She's the reason why I'm suffering; it has nothing to do with me not having a wolf. If she's able to defend me like every other parent, then I wouldn't have to go through all this.
"Don't play ignorant, Lyra. You know exactly what you did! You know how hard I've been working to make sure we get along well, but what did you do? You ruined it. Do you think this will make him like you? He hates us the more, you fool!" Like me? Like us? He's never liked me, and I don't seem to care about it. What matters now is the fact that he dares not lay a hand on me at will, and Seraphina wouldn't dare treat me like trash. Even the maids wouldn't dare trample on me ever again. I don't care what she's lost; it's a win on my side, and that's all that matters.
"Ignorant? To what exactly? I don't seem to understand what you mean. You're getting me confused by blaming me. I did nothing wrong, so what's up with you yelling at me?" She froze, her mouth wide open. Yeah, she never thought I'd dare talk back at her. If I can stand before the alpha and walk freely, then I have no reason to be scared.
"Lyra, did I just hear you yell at me?" she asked, still looking shocked.
"Yeah, I just did. I mean, why wouldn't I when you keep trying to gaslight me? Every single time you push me into trouble just so you could keep your position... you're the reason I'm suffering this much. Remember, you're the reason I turned out this way!" I fired back. My voice was so loud that the maid passing by had to turn their attention to us.
"Don't use that against me, Lyra. You know very well that I've been doing everything humanly possible to make sure you stay safe. It was my fault, I know. You don't have to blackmail me with it!" She snapped back. Blackmail? How on earth am I blackmailing her? So defending myself and not ending up dead is a way of me blackmailing her? What was I supposed to do? Sit back and watch them frame me for something I didn't do? Or should I have just watched them kill me? My mom is no different from Seraphina.
"I'm not using it against you, for fuck's sake! The only thing I did wrong here is defend myself! I was accused and wrongly punished for something I didn't do. You didn't even bother to come check on me or help me; then someone else did it. He brought me justice and had the people who wronged me punished, and you dare stand before me and tell me this? I hate you so much, Mom. I just hope the moon goddess hadn't punished me with a mother like you. I hate you!" I blurted, and the next thing that followed was a slap— a slap heavy enough to send me to the hard floor.