The Red Wolf's Daughter (Book 3 Part 1: The Becoming of the Siran)

Chapter 25 (Edited)

"Read it out loud," Clarissa said before I started reading the note, silently. "I want to hear what he has to say."

I scowled but nodded my head. I didn't care if she heard, and I had a feeling that whatever he had to say could affect the future some way, somehow. I took a deep breath in and cleared my throat as I skimmed over the letter. I was a bit surprised when I saw that there were some letters that were capitalized when they weren't supposed to and had the urge to try and see what was hidden.

However, one look from Clarissa stopped me in my tracks from going to my desk and finding out what this mess of a letter was trying to say.

I scowled at her before looking at the letter and starting to read. "'My Dearest, Kyler,'" I began before stopping. I wrinkled my nose and pursed my lips in disgust. "Really? He had to go with that introduction?"

Clarissa scowled. "Will you just read the damn thing? They'll be here any minute."

"'They'll be here any minute,'" I mocked, rolling my eyes.

"Kyler," she warned, causing me to huff but nod my head.

"'My Dearest, Kyler,'" I began again. "'I am sure that you had stopped reading by now to scoff at my greeting to you. If you hadn't then I would be very surprised.'" I paused again snorted. "Damn, right I did."

"Kyler."

"Ok, ok, I won't stop again." I cleared my throat. "'I wish I could tell you how I really feel, how I really think, but I can't. There's... something wrong with me. It feels like I am underneath a spell, but I don't think that I am. I can't say much about it. The other side of me, the side that is being controlled, will know. I am not around you, so I am not being controlled.'"

I stopped reading and pursed my lip in deep thought. I did not know if he was blaming me for him being controlled, and I hoped he didn't. It wasn't my fault.

Was it?

"Keep reading," Clarissa said. Her face was blank, and she looked to be hiding something. She knew more than she was saying, and I couldn't help but wonder what she knew.

I took a deep breath and nodded my head."'I know what you are thinking, and it isn't your fault. It is nobody's fault that I am underneath a spell. Well, there is one person that I blame, but that is for another time.'"

I reread what I had written, trying to come up with who he blamed. However, I couldn't tell and wondered if I would ever know.

"'I don't know if I will ever be able to tell you this, but I do love you. I love all of your quirks, how you try to make people laugh when they are down. I love the way that you will take no for an answer and do not take shit from anyone, especially from me. I love your insecurities and your flaws the most. They make you human, or well half human. I love how you always try to pick someone up after they are down and try to include someone in something, even if it was only me.'"

I stared at the line that said 'I love you', pausing again. I could tell that Clarissa was annoyed with me stopping and going, but I had a feeling that she understood. My heart broke when I saw that he did love my insecurities and flaws because that was something that he picked on the most.

I cleared my throat. "'I had and have to pick on your insecurities and flaws. I can not control him, no matter how hard I try. Whatever is wrong with me won't let me stop exploiting them and hurting you more and more. It pains me everytime I see those gray eyes of yours flash with hurt because it felt like I was hurting myself and pushing you farther and farther away from me.'"

I took a deep, shuddering breath in and wiped my eyes. I could tell that he was being serious.

The writing on the page seemed to wobble a bit as if he had been trying hard not to cry or something like that.

"'I know that you are probably busy or about to do something, So I am going to wrap this letter up. I want to tell you that you are more powerful than you think. You are more powerful than your parents combined. I do not know how powerful you are, and I pray that I will never know. The people controlling me wants me to find out, so that is why I have to reject you on your special day. It is the only way to keep you safe until you know who you are.'"

I looked at Clarissa, causing her to nod her head. I didn't need to ask her if this had to deal with me being the Siran because we both knew that it did.

"Keep reading, you are almost done," Clarissa coaxed.

I nodded my head and reread what I had read to find where I had left off. "'Keep the necklace on you at all times. It should protect you from the darkness that is after you. If you do not believe me, contact Tabitha. She will be able to tell you if I am lying or not. (She did help me make it without the people knowing and helped me create this letter.) Beware the tongue that spits out white fire. They are not your friends.'"

I furrowed my brows in confusion, causing Clarissa to growl out a warning. "What?" I asked, causing her to scowl. "I am thinking."

"Think later, read now."

I rolled my eyes and cleared my throat. "'Be careful who you trust, and keep your powers hidden if you can. I have to go. Dad is saying that we have to leave in five to go to your place. I hope you are wearing your hair down. I love it when you do. Yours always and forever, Rei.'"

I licked my lips and cleared my throat. There was one last thing written on this paper, and it confused me more than this whole letter. I took a deep breath and sighed.

"'P.S. I will do everything in my powers to make sure that you will be safe. There has to be hope that there will be a better future, and I pray that you are the one that will lead us there.'"