Mates Between Marriage

20| mother

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A D R I A N A

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The morning came by quickly, almost like a blur. I sat up on my bed sadly with thoughts running through my mind.  That man that came yesterday, spoke of my mother's pendant. He said Zayn had the other half. I mean, I knew there had to be two sides to it. 

Why would Zayn own the other half? How did he get it, did he get it the same way? 

My mind lit up at the thought of visiting my mother. Dad had never let me out of the house before but he had to learn today. I stamped on my decision and entered the shower. After taking a shower, I dressed up in a plaid skirt and hoodie. Getting downstairs, I saw my dad making a call.

"Hey honey, we never got to talk." He spoke up and I smiled at him innocently.

"We are talking now, dad," I said and he widened his eyes at the title I gave him. Yes, I was forgiving him. He punched Christian for me.

"Are we cool now?" He asked with his eyes as wide as saucers.

"Yeah, where is mum's grave?" I asked and his breath hitched in his throat. "I want to visit her. There are so many things I want to tell her." 

His eyes shifted away from mine as his expression saddened almost suddenly. "Preston Graveyard. Hers is the stone in the middle. You'll find her for sure." His voice sounded so nervous and sad that the next thing I did, he didn't expect it. 

He was letting me go to my mum's grave. Something that he never thought of doing.

I hugged him.

"I'm sorry dad," I whispered as he held me tight. "I forgive you. I'll be back." I completed releasing him and he nodded.

Carrying a granola bar and a bottle of water, I ran out of the house. Ready to see my mum.

♾

"Preston Avenue." I read out as I walked towards the street. The street looked empty and dead. It was also a little bit near the outskirts of the pack. 

"People don't usually come here." 

I jerked around almost in fear but breathed out harshly when I saw a little cute boy with the warmest brown eyes. "I'm here to see my dad, what about you?" 

"My mum," I answered already gushing at his cute face. "Shall we?" I gestured and he smiled at me excitedly. 

"Okay, you're so strong." He answered and placed his hand in mine. I smiled to myself knowing it was my Alpha scent. We both walked down the street together but he walked faster, dragging me towards the graveyard. 

Preston Graveyard. EST 1504.

"That's pretty old," I said and the boy nodded while taking me into the graveyard. 

I walked with him and gushed at the prettiness of the place. The white roses stood out the most. In the middle of the graveyard, there was a huge circle with beautiful flowers and butterflies. It looked so alive. I walked towards the grave and smiled at the glass tombstone. 

Mabel Adriana Carter

234AD -1999

My birth year. My birthday. I frowned and shook my head in pain. Don't think like that.

"She's your mum?" I turned around and saw the cute boy gushing at the beauty. "You're Luna's daughter. My mum tells us stories about the Luna. The pack says you look exactly like her."