Chapter 41 A hug
Lyra's POV:
The next thing I felt was five fingers on my face, sending me straight to the hard floor.
For five minutes, I couldn't see a thing; everything was blurry due to how hard she slapped me. I wanted to talk, but I couldn't find my voice, so I just sat and waited to regain my strength.
"Mom, did you just slap me?" I managed to ask.
"Yeah, I slapped you. What are you going to do about it?" she asked, rolling her eyes.
"Yeah, I did, and I will do it over and over again if you don't compose yourself!" she fired back.
Heaven knows I badly wanted to fight her back—first for being the reason I was born without a wolf, and secondly for treating me the way she does. Who would ever believe she actually brought me to the castle as a need while she stayed beside the alpha as his Luna? Time and time again, I think of exposing her, but then I always have a rethink.
Exposing her would do me no good; it would only make things worse. She's already the alpha Luna, so even if the pack got to know about it, they wouldn't do a thing. The only thing they would do is gossip, and that alone would add to my struggle.
"Yeah, slap me, slap me over and over again. That's the only thing you've been doing. You slap me just because I defend myself? You actually prefer me dying for something I know nothing about? You know, back there, I used to foolishly do everything you asked me to just because I thought it would make you happy. Even with everything I did, it still didn't change a thing. So tell me, why do you believe I will sit back foolishly and allow you to use me the way you used me to get to the alpha? The sooner you realize that I'm no longer the Lyra you used to toy around with like a puppet, the better for you!" I asked, letting out a chuckle.
She didn't say a word; she just stood there, speechless. I managed to stand on my feet and then limped closer to her.
"I know for sure you are not willing to help me. You are not ready to take me as yours, then let me be. There are other ways to make the upper prince like you instead of using me as a pawn!" I said to her face, and she gently moved back, leaving a gap between us.
She knew we were outside, and anyone who saw the position we were in might think otherwise. They might even gossip that I was fighting with the Luna because of how close I was.
"I did all that I know, and I'm sorry. I just needed you to do this last one for me. Recently he's been all nice to me. Maybe he would accept me as his mom by the next full moon. I'm sorry if you feel like I'm using you; it's just that I'm looking for ways to make things easier for both of us. I mean, if he actually accepts me as his mom, then he will be willing to accept you as his sist..." she paused, not finishing the word "sister."
No! She shouldn't have paused; she should have gone ahead and finished what she had to say. Because she believes someone who rejected me upon finding out I'm his mate will actually accept me as a sister... that was the biggest joke I've ever heard.
Mom walked closer, then gently took my hands, caressing them.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like you are useless. I love you so much, and you know it. Everything I'm doing is to make sure you live a better life when I'm gone. You know I was happy when I found out your father was my mate. I thought we were going to last forever. I thought we would have kids and give them everything my parents never gave me, but things didn't go that way. You suffer a whole lot, just like I did during my teenage days. That's why I have to do this—to make sure things get easier for you. I have no other motives; you have to believe me." Tears streamed down her cheeks as she said those words.
For a moment, I wondered if I should pity her or not. I know she's doing everything for my sake, but at this point, she's going too far. And I just might die before she finally makes it come true.
"I know you're doing it for me. I'm tired... and I just might die before that time. What's the earliest? Hadn't he come to my rescue? I would have been dead by now... I'm tired," I sniffed, wiping my tears with the back of my palm.
"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry you had to go through all this," Mom mumbled, pulling me in for a hug, forgetting the fact that we were outside.