My Royal Mate

Meeting My Parents Pt 2

      Eric left me in the room by myself, I guess to arrange the meeting with the ki - my parents, so I decided to walk around a bit and found myself in a huge library. Since I've always loved to read, I guess because it's all I remember my fake parents doing before I close my eyes every night. I stopped reading after they died because it reminded me of them and plus I never had the time since I was treated as an omega. I searched through the library to find a particular book but as I was walking to the another shelf I heard the door open and I smelt Eric. He looked at me and smiled, I heard my wolf purr in my head and I mentally rolled my eyes at her. 

     Eric walked up to me and tooked my hand, leading me out of the library and into what look like the throne room where I saw a lady that had my brown hair and my pale green eye looking up at a man with black hair and brown eyes with sad expressions. I chuckled at the sight because she was like 5'3 and  he was around 6'1. I walked up to them and cleared my throat and stated my name and stook out my hand for them to shake, but instead the woman hugged me and started crying and the man did the same, soon we were all on the floor in tears. 

"You've grown up to be a beautiful young lady, and you look just like me. I just want you to know Jasmine, we never stopped searching for you after Kate and Jacob(my fake parents) died. they were rumors saying you died with them but I couldn't believe it so I had to persuade Phillip here to investigate but we never found anything." my mother said through sniffles.

"I never knew they weren't my parents. I cried when they died and they weren't even my real parents but I still love them. You probably never found anything about me because I was treated like the omega in the pack." I said.

"WHAT??!!" my father bellowed.

      That is how I ended up sharing my story once more. To say they were pissed was understatement, my father's eyes were black and my mom was angry too but seemed to know how to control it better and was trying to help my father control his anger...Key word 'trying'...i ended up crying and hugging my father once more and his eyes soften. I didn't even notice Eric was still in the room, looking at me with apologetic eyes, and I knew he was sorry for saying I wasn't their daughter. It was there and then I knew I was surround by love and I would be happy here with my family and my mate.