"So when did they, you know, do the dirty?" I ask obviously uncomfortable.
I had already learned that two days after I had left, Malcolm had thrown my dad over the bridge. It stung and talking about it made me want to kill something. Malcolm had started guilt tripping my dad and when my dad was at his weakest, Malcolm struck. He grabbed dad when his power was drained. Then, threw him off the bridge.
Everything had happened so fast. Malcolm had threatened my mum that if I didn't return he would kill her too. So my mother, who was willing to save her life, begged him and told him she'd do anything. That's when the idea came across to Malcolm. He's a sick man and I can't believe that if I had stayed I would've married him.
Mum apparently moved out of the pack house and into a cottage surprisingly deeper into the woods. It shocked me that she had moved but I couldn't really do anything.
"A couple days after Malcolm killed our dad." John answered emotionlessly.
I picked up my cup of coffee and took a sip, before setting it down and asking, "Do you visit her? Does anyone stay with her? Why does she live out there alone?"
Liam was literally clinging to my arm and I could feel the blood flow start to stop. I looked at him in a pleading way and while grunting, he let go.
"Mum insisted she lived alone. The cottage was the only house we had that was in the woods. Sometimes I feel this weird feeling like as though she's got something going on, but I just push it away. And, of course I visit her! She my mother and I love seeing her. But, whenever I go at night she's never there. It gets me worried but I understand what she could be doing. Meditating in the woods, having dinner with another family. I guess she lives out there because she's still mourning over fathers death. Every time I see her, her cheeks are stained with tears and her eyes are red. I remember checking the bins for pills to see if she was taking drugs but I only found alcohol. It's sad isn't it? If they hadn't gone and listened to grandad then maybe this all wouldn't of happened." John looked like he was gonna snap.
"What did grandad say?" I asked a bit confused.
"Grandad was the first one to suggest it. It was because Malcolm's parents were the Luna and alpha of another pack. The pack died out and Malcolm asked to join this pack. Grandad was worried he was planning on taking over so he came up with the idea. Mum and dad didn't even think twice, they said no. But time flew and when Malcolm was caught drugging our warriors, mum and dad decided that it was time for you to be married anyway. They thought your mate had died. Everyone did. But here he is. An alpha, at that." John looked like he was about to hit a wall or maybe even Liam.
"Wow. I never knew they cared about the pack so much.." I trailed off. My family had been inseparable but now, we weren't a family. We were just people who loved each other but we weren't a family. Families don't give up their daughter to a man who threatens the pack.
"They felt bad Amber but I honestly think it wouldn't be so bad if you married Malcolm. Things would go back to normal and you could move back here a-" Before he could even finish Liam had leaned over the table and snaked his hands around John neck, holding tightly. John's eyes widened and he started letting out choking noises.
"Liam stop!" I grab his hand and when he looks at me I gasp in shock. He was crying.
Why?
I don't know...
He looked at John again before dropping him. He looked at me agin and before I could even comfort him he ran upstairs. Tears filled my eyes as Liam's emotions tangled with mine.
Liam was crying.
"Ambe-" John started to walk around the table.
"Save it! I thought I could trust you with him. Just for one fucking conversation but you have to go and upset him! What was that? I just got here and already I want to leave! You better clean up your act before I fucking leave and never even look back." I feel the tears running down my cheeks. Although I was upset, Liam didn't come for me and I'm guessing it's because he's too upset to deal with any of this right now.
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WerewolfAmber Wicks is the daughter of Alpha Quinn of the Bronze Claws pack. She is now 20 years old and her parents think that her mate has died, as the normal age to meet your mate is 17. They arrange a wedding for her with a older man in the pack. It's n...