Instinct {The Half Moon Chronicles}

Chapter 6.

Chapter 6.

"They killed your parents."

I froze. How could this be? What did she mean? Surely she was mistaken? They killed my parents. They killed my family.

It would not register. My body wouldn't function properly. I tried to open my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. My throat was dry, and a hoarse whisper escaped my parted lips. I'd always assumed they were hiding something, but I never dreamed that it would be something so horrific. Xavier killed my parents.

He murdered them in cold blood. He was the reason my father's blood tainted the carpet in the house. He had grasped my father's jugular in his gritted teeth. The blood had ran down his neck, putrefying his fur. I jumped up from the bed, and ran to Sofia's en-suite. I just made it in time as I heaved the small contents of my stomach into the toilet bowl. It burned as it exited my body, and I retched several times before collapsing on the floor in repulsion. Why?

I felt Sofia behind me before I saw her. She was leaning against the doorway, her figure slumped. No tears had fell from my eyes, it seemed I had run dry. Of all the people I thought that could have killed my family, why them?

Xavier had expected me to be his mate openly. Accept him for who he was as a person, without me knowing what really happened. Was he that demented? It was difficult for me to accept him with everything he had done since I'd known him, let alone accept him now after finding out that he had been part of this. And his father too. What was the reason to kill them? What had they done that was so bad, worthy of death?

Sofia was still looking at my slumped form, and without a word to her, I slowly pulled myself up using the wall as support. Once I was in a standing position, I shakily stumbled towards her bed, and fell onto it. Taking deep breaths, I tried to calm myself. I scrunched myself up into a fetal position. My knees were against my chest, arms tightly securing them there.

I felt the bed dip beside me as Sofia gently placed her arm on my shoulder. I looked up at her, my teeth gritted. I was infuriated. All I wanted to do was go right up to Xavier and beat him into a bloody pulp. Yet, I could not do that, as he would realise I knew the truth. I clamped my bottom lip between my teeth to stop from crying out, drawing blood. Maybe this is how Xavier feels when he's so angry. I could kill him. I wanted to, God forbid. If I did, I would only become a monster like him. I would not let myself sink down to that level.

"I'm so sorry, Asha...they have done terrible things in their time, but when I found out about this, well..." She tried to console me, but I remained impassive.

Then something clicked in my mind. "How did you find out?"

She blinked, taken aback, and withdrew her hand from my shoulder. "Well, when they all came home that night, after you had turned up, they informed the pack of what had happened. As if they knew nothing. Then they all retreated to their room's. My dad went to see Vivienne and left his office unattended. So, doing what I do best, I went snooping." She sighed, and rubbed her eyes. She seemed tired. "I found some files. They were filled with details of what was supposed to happen that night."

"And?" I questioned her.

"They were only supposed to kill your father...and you. Your mother was just in the way. They never intended to kill her." She whispered.

Me? Why would they want to kill me? What had I possibly done wrong? What had my father done wrong? "Why us?"

Sofia shook her head. "I don't know. It wasn't in the files."

They wanted to kill me and my father. Therefore it surely meant that Xavier had changed his mind about killing me. Did the fact that I am possibly his mate influence that? If we knew sooner would my family still be alive? All of these questions plagued my mind but I knew I needed to get a plan into action. I would not stay here any longer. It seemed that Sofia could not leave with us, but I hoped she could catch up with us soon.