NovelEnglishASHANTI'S POV.
My heart feels like a war drum against my chest as I watch my mother approachwith a half smile that doesn't reach her ears. I suck in a breath at the sensation shooting up my arm. My head is spinning, my mind is working like a running treadmill as I try to search for options of places I can go to from here. I'm sure the entire werewolf world knows my face by now. If I have to leave this pack, I'll have to disguise myself in sway so people won't easily recognizeand send word to Alpha Reagan.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Ashanti." Mother calls and a strange feeling in my gut comes to life. The weight of her stare presses against my chest like an anvil, making each inhale progressive more difficult.
"Mother..." I choke out, hoping she doesn't get offended that I keep addressing her as such. I cannot bring myself to address her by her name. I've never done that before and I never want to do it. She is my mother and no matter what, I love and cherish her. "Good morning." My voice is almost inaudible. The tight smile on her face relaxes much to my surprise.
"Good morning, Ashanti." She sits by my side, on the bed and I turn to face her. What bafflesthe most is the smile on her face that never fades. It's a contrast to the look she had on yesterday when we were talking. Her smile feels warm and looks more genuine and her overall countenance is more welcthan that of yesterday.
I wonder what changed overnight.
"How was your night?" The care and concern in her voice melts my heart like it were butter slapped on a hot frying pan.
"My..." My voice comes out as a terrible croak and I have to stop and clear my throat before riding on. "My night was great. Thank you." I lie smoothly, complimenting it with the perfect fake smile. As it is, I'm barely managing to keep myself calm. My anxiety is hanging by a thread that's about to snap into two. My heart is doing backflips in my chest and my blood is swooshing in my veins like strong waves at a seashore. It's a miracle I'm not trembling right now.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI am not ready at all for the bad news she's about to throw at my face. I'm definitely going to burst into tears when she asksto leave.
"From the look of things, it seems you overheard my conversation with Sheila a while ago." She's still smiling and I'm freaking out internally as I nod my head in agreement. Her face falls and she lets out a sad sigh. "Sheila's having a hard tadjusting to your presence here and on top of that, she has a very short temper." "If she doesn't wanthere and that's causing too much trouble, I can leave. I'm sure there are other places I could go, I just have to find them. I don't want to...' "No." She cutsoff, her voice calm, but firm. I nearly die of shock when she gently reaches out for my hands and envelopes them in hers. The warmth in my chest reroutes itself to a different area of my body A fluttering sensation in my stomach makesanxious. I nearly combust when she brings the back of my right hand to her lips and kisses it.
What in the seven hells is going on here?
Her face is a wreck of emotions when she meets my gaze again and againland I'm looking at her as though she grew a second head.
at I have so many questions. The most prominent of which is why she just did what she did, but I simply have no energy to talk right now, so I keep staring at her like I'm an idiot.
"You're going nowhere. This is your htoo. You are going to stay here with us and we'll give you the protection you need from anyone trying to harm you." Her brows pull together as she raises her left hand towards my face. Blood heat beneaths my skin when she gently places the raised palm on my cheeks and gently caresses it. "My baby..." She whispers with a teary voice. Chills run down my spine and my tears glands get to work. It's just a matter of tbefore my eyes have gone glassy and there's a painful knot in my throat I keep trying to push down into my stomach. X
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