Beauty Is A Beast

Sefi

Me with the boys in my neighborhood ^^

Rhazien's POV

{Sefi}

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I cut off five cars and make another one swerve into the street as I push on the accelerator to try and beat every red light in my way. I honk at a family that's about to cross the street making them stop in place just as I zoom past them.

Sirens sound behind me and I smirk while looking at them through the rearview mirror. Good thing I stole this car. It's an easy ten minute chase until I lose them so I park the car in an alley before running towards my destination nearby.

I make it there in five minutes and I zone in on the figure huddled up on a bench. I sigh and make my way over before carefully sitting down. Not knowing what else to do since I've never been in this situation before, I pat her knee and put my hands in my pocket. "I'll fuck her up for you," I state, thinking of the many ways I can make the woman die a slow, painful death.

"Don't cuss," she mutters. Her head is still hidden in her knees so I barely even heard those two words. "And how do you know what happen?"

"It's not that hard to figure out. You said you were going to talk to your mother about it and an hour later you call me crying. It doesn't take a genius to figure it out," I tell her. I immediately felt her distress and I knew something was wrong by how much of it she was feeling. It was just my fucking luck that I was in Ely dealing with Francis' dumbass.

He didn't attack the pack and he's currently being lectured by four other alphas. I didn't want to be there but apparently they needed reliable witnesses so Ashton and I had to attend. I already sent Dario back home last week since I didn't need him around anymore. I would have sent Ashton back too but I need him for the high school thing.

I was already speeding down the highway when she called me telling me to come pick her up. That made it easier since my original plan was to break into her house and demand to know what happened but that has three problems automatically. Her calling me to pick her up solved those three problems so I was relieved at that.

"Were you busy?" she quietly asks.

"No," I lie, stretching my legs out in front of me. Fuck I hate this park, so many little kids running around screaming. "I wasn't. Anyways, wanna tell me what happened or do you need a few more minutes?" She stays silent and I let her use that time to think about her answer or get her story straight. I could easily just read her mind and find out what happened but she's probably in a state of mental mess right now and I might get a shitty headache from trying to look through it.

"I love her. I really do but it's like she wants to forget about my existence," she says. "It's like she doesn't want anything to do with me and I don't know what to do or what I did wrong."

"First of all, you did nothing wrong so don't say you did something wrong because that's just bullshit." I ignore the glare she throws my way and continue. "I get that she's your mother but you need to learn when to let go. Is there a reason that you're hanging on to her so hard when the relationship between the two of you is toxic?" I ask, even though I have an idea what her answer is going to be.

She fidgets in place and I don't have to look in her mind to know that she's thinking about her father. Honestly I don't like looking into her mind that much since it's not as real as her telling me. The only times I've really looked was when I catch her lying and she avoids the truth the second time I ask, which is constantly because it's like the girl is programmed to lie as her first instinct. I have to get her out of that habit soon. I fucking hate liars.