Chapter 4 The Truth

Avery's POV

I woke up groaning, cursing being born. I had never experienced the kind of pounding headache I'm experiencing now. I could barely open my eyes and even after opening them, I could barely see. I wasn't done healing yet and that was a surprise.

The growing pains in my body distracted me from wondering too much about it.

"You're taking longer to heal these days" I shook, hearing my dad's voice beside me.

Was he waiting for me to wake up?

Coughing, I sat up, realizing I was on my bed. It was rare to see my dad helping me to my bed after giving me a nice beating.

"Do you care?" my throat was too dry for words to come out audibly plus the fact that I felt too weak at the moment.

"No. I don't care if you die right now" he shrugged "I was just wondering..."

"Wondering?" I asked

He ignored me, standing and walking away, leaving me dumbfounded yet unbothered about his meaningless gestures. At the moment I was more concerned about my slowly healing wounds.

What's up with me today?

Normally I heal within minutes or seconds but now I'm healing at a slower rate. Too slow. I still hadn't stopped bleeding completely. Seeing myself in this state really got me worried.

I should call Mr. Arthur.

With the thought, I stretched to get my phone laying was on the desk next to me... But I ended up falling and losing consciousness.

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"Hello?!" I yelled, waking up, unable to see anything due to the darkness. I didn't feel at home. I could recognize the feeling of the atmosphere but couldn't guess where I was.

The place felt cool and it was so quiet... so comforting. It felt like heaven

Heaven... Heaven?!... Dead already? I'm dead? How'd I let this happen?! Dying with my virginity. Avery, you really fucked up this time.

"Where am I?!!" I screamed, beginning to freak out now. I needed to hear a voice, any voice even my dad to calm me down. I was hoping I was stuck here alone.

"You're safe here. Please calm down" I jumped, turning to the direction the calm voice came from. In a dark place like this, a voice that calm could mean danger. I had my guards up.

My eyes widened, blurred immediately as they covered with tears, seeing the person who now stood in front of me.

"Mom?" the word came out through quivering lips followed by silent sobs. The stood too clearly in front of me for it to just be some kind of hallucination but part of me still couldn't believe.

She smiled gracefully, taking slow steps towards me then pulling me into a tight hug, forcing the tears I had managed holding back to flow freely. I felt like a baby again in my moms arms. I really missed this feeling.

The embrace confirmed that I wasn't just seeing thing, this was real.

"My baby" my mom sobbed, planting soft kisses on my forehead.

"Am I dead?" I couldn't help but ask.

"No." she answered, letting out small giggles.

"Why did you go?" I asked, hugging her tighter. "Please don't leave me again" I begged. without bothering to wait for her answer

"I have to, after I answer your questions." she whispered

"Then don't"

"I have to honey... I need some rest" she brushed my hair gently between her fingers as my sobs grew.

She broke the hug them tilted my head up "You need to know who you are" she smiled

"Is this real?" I asked, struggling to believe she was really with me.

"Yes" she said. "I've always been here with you my dear. I've been waiting for the right time to tell you. And I think it's now" she said, breaking the hug. Making me yearn inwardly for another one "You're a Luna" she said

I smiled.

Hah. What a funny woman... Too bad she didn't raise me... I'd have had more humor

"I'm not joking" she said "Thousands of years ago there were only three packs that existed. They were based on their fur color. The white blood pack which is our original pack, was the strongest and proudest. We wanted to rule all the packs so we started the war and won. Other packs were angry so they came together and decided to blow up our pack when we were asleep... The royal family and a few of their peasants escaped while the rest of their pack members were destroyed. Up till date all white wolves are feared and the population is slowly increasing... And the royal family is still trying to survive through you"

"Huh?"

She facepalmed "Your great great great great great great great great great great great great grandpa was an Alpha" she summarized, already getting annoyed by my lack of understanding.

"Oh"

"You're the only descendant left so you're the Luna."

"Umm"

"I need you to understand"

"I do" I gulped knowing she might start a talk about responsibility and things like that. This new info definitely didn't excite me. I didn't want to be called a Luna.

"But why don't I have a wolf?" the question escaped my mouth as soon as it entered my head.

"Come" she stretched out her hands and I took them.

She took me to a corner then pointed at the opposite corner

"You have a wolf.... You're just having complications cause your dad is a... Human" she trailed

I shook "He said he doesn't have a wolf because of the curse a moon goddess laid on him"

"Your dad is simply a liar" my mom frowned, hatred feeling her voice at the mention of my dad. It satisfied me knowing we had that in common.

"Why did moon goddess pair you with that guy?" I asked

"She didn't" my mom said, looking ashamed "The Alpha was meant to be my mate"

"Liam's dad?!" I almost yelled

She shook her head "Dylan's"

Dylan?

"But your dad had me fooled. He told me he loved me. I stupidly fell. I called it love at first sight.... I rejected my mate. He was heart broken so his wolf took over. The Beta, at that time, Mr. George"

I gasped "Liam's dad", interrupting her before she could finish what she had to say.

She nodded "His wife was around when it happened. She tried calming him down but only ended up getting clawed ... When he saw the damage that had happened. He took her to the hospital... Her injuries were infected.... Arthur was ashamed. He felt guilty and planned on handing over his rights to George as payment... But it was only possible if Mrs. George died due to the injuries" she paused to see if I was following.

"George found out then poisoned his wife while she was laying unconscious on the hospital bed. I saw everything that happened so George wanted me dead. George hired your dad to kill me" she said, not really emitting any emotion.

I just stood there... Not knowing how to react.

"Your dad killed me and was paid.... George became Alpha and Arthur, Beta"

No wonder Dylan's stronger.

"Is Dylan my brother" I asked, feeling my heart race at the thought/

"No" her answer cause me to release a relieved sigh.

"You love him"

"I don't"

"You do"

"I don-"

"Stop lying!" my mom frowned, changing the whole atmosphere immediately.

I sighed then lowered my head, feeling embarrassed. I definitely wasn't ready for this conversation.

I attempted to take a look at my mom and I regret immediately. She had a look of disappointment mixed with pity plastered on her face. She had her arms folded over her chest "Start working on getting over it" she bluntly said

I wasn't surprised at her response. That's what any right thinking werewolf mom would say but had to be honest "I...I can't"

"You will. You have to learn from my mistake. Everything was destroyed cause of my foolishness"

"But... I've loved him for so-"

"YOU HAVE A MATE!" she yelled.

Her voice made me shake and take few slow steps away from her... My eyes were focused on the ground but my mind, focused on the fact my mom harshly spilled out... I had always avoided thinking about what'd happen if Dylan wasn't my mate.

"Mom... Please understand" I said in a low, cowardly. I was a wimp. Why the hell would they make someone like me a Luna. I was finding it impossible to accept the fact that Dylan might not be mine. "It's not as easy as you think"

"You will not reject your Mate neither will you accept rejection. Understood?" she commanded. She was being so harsh and so impossible to get to. It got on my nerves but she wanted the best for me so acting like a block head would be too stupid of me.

I nodded, trying to retain my tears. I can't be looking weak in front of my mom. She'd start wondering if she gave birth to her opposite.... How are you expecting me to say no to my dead mom?

"I know it's not gonna be easy but please... For your own good" she pat me then tilted my head up to meet her gaze... She looked somewhat... Happy? Her eyes calmed me down.

"Look over there" she pointed

I looked towards the direction she was pointing to. The discussion I had with my mom about Dylan completely fled my mind as soon as I sighted a sleeping white wolf

She's beautiful

"That's your wolf" my mom whispered

"Why isn't she talking?" I asked

"She's asleep you have to wake her up" my mom said

She was fading

"Mom?"

"When you wake her. You'd have the power of ten wolves combined. You'd be even stronger in your wolf form... You're stronger than all other white wolves. Cause you're the last Luna...."she disappeared

I found myself starring at nothing

Dumbfounded, irritated, annoyed, happy, excited. I had too many emotions building up but when I realized I just lost my mom for good, I was overwhelmed with pain. I felt the same way I felt when I found out she died. I felt so alone and empty.

I frowned

This is the second time she's leaving me without a good bye

I bit my lower lip, trying to fight back the anger building up in me. "I wish I could lecture her"

I sobbed, rubbing my eyes, trying not to get myself distracted. I have a wolf to wake

I ran to the direction of the wolf then knelt down when I got to it.

As soon as I placed my hands on its fur, I woke up

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My welcome back to reality was painful. My stomach was screaming "Welcome bitch!", making me feel I was being stabbed from the inside. I found myself squeezing the bed, barely opening my eyes and gasping for air.

I looked up to see my dad smirking in front of me. Seeing his face gave me strength out of nowhere. After what I heard, I wouldn't be able to sleep at night if my fist doesn't give his face a sweet kiss.

I took in a deep breath, calming myself and standing slowly. I stood in front of him, not tolerating the amusement on his face at all. "Bastard!" It came out as a yell. Before he could realize, I had already planted my fist on his face.

I was proud of myself when I watched fall on the floor. He looked up at me with nothing but shock on his face. Now I was the one smirking with amusement and he was the pained one on the floor.

I could have sworn I saw a hint of fear in his eyes but that emotion was replaced with anger immediately.

"You ruined everything!" I yelled, continually kicking his stomach

He groaned, not even putting up a fight. How shameful. I let this idiot beat me up?

The feeling I got from inflicting pain on him was so good. It felt like a burden was leaving my chest slowly but It wasn't enough. 'This is for killing my mom' I thought, picking up a flower vase and smashing it over his head, making him loose consciousness immediately

I was about to stab him and satisfy myself fully. I was barely myself but I figured that he's still needed to expose George and reveal the truth

So I left him jumping on my bed, smiling cause of the sight of his blood. I tried sleeping... I needed to head back to my wolf after twenty minutes, I lost hope in sleep. I felt frustrated but there was nothing I could do. Obviously sleep would be difficult after what I heard.

I need to talk to Mr. Arthur

I ran out, making sure I kicked my dad's head on the way. I was heading to Dylan's.

"YOU HAVE A MATE"

"You have a mate" I mimicked my mom, annoyed. I felt so pressurized. "I never get what I want" I groaned feeling a pain in my heart.

Compared to what I feel physically when my dad beats me up... What I feel right now is worse

I'll make it up to you mom... And Mr. Arthur

I sighed, getting to the beta's house and pausing at door and preparing myself for whatever comes next.