𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏 || 𝑱.𝑱𝑲

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓: 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏

"I think it's time I'd tell you about my father." He says calmly and I avert my attention to him. He sighs knowing this is going to be hard to talk about.

"A long time ago my parents and I lived together in such a wonderful home, at the time I was five years old. Everything was just going the way it was supposed to be. Until that one day, my father decided to do something horrible and take something from another pack. To this day I still don't know what he did but it was bad enough to curse me and to put you in danger and the whole pack." He says then takes a sip of his wine.

"You too," I said and he looked at me confused.

"What do you mean?" He asks.

"You could've died that night," I said talking about the night when I tried to have the same conversation but completely went south.

"I'm the one who put you endanger Y/n I could've killed you." He tried to clarify.

"That pain made your mind and body go into stress, you could've had a heart attack." This time I clarified.

"Yeah but-," I cut him off.

"No buts. It's not always about me. I care deeply for you and so does everyone else. I want you to realize that none of this is your fault. It never was and never will be." I say as my eyes soften as he kept his gaze on his lap.

"I know." He says lowly still keeping his eyes glued to his lap. I looked at him with a sorrowful expression written across my face.

"Well after that," he continues his story. "He vanished. He never came back. That caused my mom great pain. Not seeing her mate for days at a time, she felt betrayed. She thought he'd never leave his family just like that. It also broke me. He was my role model. He always told me to never be scared of the world and to be on top of it instead. He meant everything to us and to never see him again broke us. Later after a while of not having him around we grown use to it. But for my mother, her wolf has stopped connecting with her. For years her wolf would slowly distant herself from her until she suddenly stopped. My mom was depressed. That depression leads her into sickness and it grew worst over months. Watching her die slowly made me feel helpless. I couldn't help her. There was nothing that I could do. Watching her lay in bed lifeless not being able to walk or talk. Her body was too weak to do anything. I was eight when she passed away." His voice cracks at the end of his sentence trying to keep his composure. I scooted closer to him sitting on my knees I bring my right hand to stroke his left cheek as he leans into it wanting some closure. Then I lightly pull his face to face me and kiss his cheek.

"I'm sorry." I apologize as he looks at me with tears filled in his eyes. "You don't have to continue if this is too-," he cut me off.

"No. I want to tell you what happened." He says as he held my wrist. I didn't want to argue with him so I let him continue.

"After my mom's death, my uncle and aunt took me in and raised me as if I was their son. They weren't able to have children of their own so when they adopted me it was like a dream come true. Even though my parents were gone they made up for it. But years went by and my Aunt has passed away by a tumor in her stomach. My uncle was depressed but he didn't die from the pain of not seeing his mate because she broke the bond before she died. But still, it hurts since he's the Alpha and he had lost his precious Luna. Now, every time I look at him, I see how strong he's become over the years. Always happy and the brightest he can be even without his mate. Sometimes I wonder how he can put on a smile every morning knowing his mate won't be next to him 'cause when I imagine you not next to me all I wanna do is kill myself." He says clenching his jaw as a small tear falls from his face. I wipe it away with my thumb.