After making my confession, I kept on looking at my thighs due to the guilt that was weighing on me for lying to my mate. Asher used his hands to lift my face up, making me look at him. When I stared into his dark eyes, they turned soft as though they understood my pain. He nodded and hugged me from the driver's seat.
After our little moment together, he drove me home, when we got to my house, curiousity washed over me and I asked
"Asher, when am I going to hear your voice? My wolf and I are dying of curiosity to hear your voice, I want to know what you sound like Asher." My voice pleaded, I don't think I've ever sounded so desperate in my life. Asher stared at me with pained eyes, he brought out his phone and began typing.
'I'm sorry my love.... I promise when the time comes, I'll speak to you. It's just very hard talking because whenever I spoke, I imagine those people hurting me again. I still have nightmares from all those tortures, but don't worry, I'll try my best to talk to you. The mind link would have been a start but you're not part of my pack so I can't really use it.' I read in my head, it gave me a little bit of hope that he was willing to try for me, which I appreciated dearly. I made up my mind that once I was done talking to my mum about my dreams, I'd ask her if we could join Asher's pack.
"Don't stress yourself babe, as long as you're comfortable I'll be happy, I'm happy you're ready to try for us." I reassured him.
After we were done and there was nothing left to say, I came down from the car and waved him goodbye before walking into my house, which was open. I know I should be worried but my mum has a habit of leaving the door unlocked which can be annoying sometimes but I'm used to it at this point.
"Mum?" I shouted around the house. I walked into the kitchen and saw her on the phone and when her eyes met mine the turned into relief and the dropped the phone and hugged me.
"Oh my goddess, where have you been young lady, you can't just disappear like that. I was so worried about you, I thought something had happened to you. You are in so much trouble young lady, do you hear me? You're grounded, for three weeks." She said while pulling my hair.
"Yes mum, I understand. We have something to talk about and I need you to be very honest with me mum okay?" I tell her while looking into her seriously.
"Well then, have a seat." She said, looking at me worriedly.
"I'd start from the beginning then. When we moved here, I was having strange dreams about running and a voice telling me he'd soon find me, at first I didn't want to bother you so I just continued to live with it. That was until I had a dream about a man, he said you have the answers to my questions. He said you've been trying to keep us apart and that you couldn't keep us apart for long, his name is Ivanka Rodriguez. Mum, what's going on?" I said in a very worried voice.
"I never knew he'd actually come back though," mum laughed in between sentence. "Ivanka Rodriguez is your father, your real father. The man you've been looking at all your life is your uncle, he had to go back to his back and take care, he'd been away for so long trying to cover up my mess but I guess nothing really stays hidden forever." She said sadly.
"I don't understand anything mum, what are you talking about?" I said in an exasperated voice.
"I'll have to start from the beginning too. You see, 15 years ago, when I was still working at a bar, I met this man, he was my mate. He was everything I ever dreamed of, he was kind, caring, loving, understanding and downright wonderful, but there was one problem, he was a demon. He never told me until I was pregnant with you and I never questioned because I believed he'd tell me when the time was right. He explained that he was a demon and not just any demon, he was the demon king, I always suspected something about his name though because it seemed very foreign and familiar at the same time, that was when it clicked that I had heard stories about him, I quickly grew scared of him but he reassured me that he would never hurt me, so I stayed. Like the old saying, all good things must come to an end, our happy story started turning bad, when I was 5 months with you, I went to a witch and she told me that his gene was very dominant meaning that you were going to be a demon and the power you possess was very dark and powerful, she said I wouldn't be able to handle you due to the darkness you had in you. In fear of what I heard, I told Ivan about it and he decided we abort you but I couldn't, I just couldn't let you go, so I ran, that was when the hunters found me, they kept me till I gave birth to you and that's when the torture began. Ivan rescued me though, he rescued me and took me to my brothers pack but he wanted you, he wanted to keep you and train you to be a dark princess which will probably kill off your wolf in the process. He then gavveme three days whuch was just enough to make up my mind and that was all the time I needed to form a plan and run away, that was why we kept on moving from one place to another, because he's still in search of you, he wants you to harness those powers but I don't know if the darkness will take away your wolf, you're very special Aleah, that's why I'm hiding you from so many people my love. The name Storms is my fathers name, not your father's name. I couldn't let you answer his name, if I had, you'd have been killed by the amount of enemies you have. That my love, is the story of how I met your father." She finished her story with tears running down her eyes. I didn't even know I was crying till I touched my face. I quickly ran to my mother to give her a hug, she really is a strong woman and I really appreciate her.
Our little moment was cut off by the door slamming open and a man walking into the kitchen dressed in a dark suit and sun glasses. He said the words that made my mum freeze in shock and fear.
"Hello mate."
AUTHOR'S NOTE
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I'm sorry I haven't been updating you guys, I planned on changing my updating schedule so that's why I haven't really updated.What did you think of the little confession back there😏?
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