I love her so much. Leaving her here feels as if I’m abandoning her.
As if she could read my mind. “And just so you know, you are not abandoning me. Come see me after you are back and tell me about the world out there.” Her smile widened. ‘I would love to hear all about your adventures.’
“Mama.” I got up and ran over to her and hugged her.
“I love you so much, my child.” She patted my back and kissed my forehead.
I’m Courtney Diamond and I’m 22 years old. An Omega, just like Wendy.
My grandmother and I came to the Twilight Springs when I was 5 years old. She brought me here and raised me all by herself.
The Twilight Springs was a secret paradise hidden from the outside world.
It was a location full of werewolves who lived peacefully with no rules of a clan and helped themselves out to live a better life.
There was no stealing, quarrels, or whatsoever. You could drop a chicken on your doorstep and come meet it there.
But in the city, it was different.
We both loved each other like a family and lived peacefully except with my parents.
My mother abandoned me at the roadside to go live her life with an alpha and got married to him.
She denied me being her child and disappeared.
My biological father abandoned me before I was even born because he didn’t want to be a father. When my grandmother heard about them leaving me behind. She took me in, but my biological parents’ enemies, who craved for my life because my parents had scammed them of their money and ran away, attacked our pack.
My grandmother ran away from them and went to a place which can never be located.
I still can’t forget how my mother left me at the roadside and promised to come back in the middle of the night.
I still feel traumatized till this day.
Since then, my grandmother is the only parent I knew while growing up. I love her so much because she never abandoned me and did everything to make me happy. Is there a specific reason to love her? Hell no! She was my everything and I would do anything to make her happy.
I feel bad for going without her because it feels like I’m repeating history. What would be the difference between my mother and I? Isn’t that absurd?
It was midnight.
My grandmother helped me pack my bags, food and forced me to go with them as soon as they came to my doorstep.
I cried buckets until she pushed me out of her home. I know she cared about me and it must have hurt her to see me go, but she doesn’t want to show her emotions.
“Will come back, grandma. I promise.” I yelled loud enough for her to hear me.
I couldn’t stop crying and wiping off my tears as we all walked away from my home after Wendy, Chelsea and Larcade came to pick me up.
I will miss her so much.
“Ugh.” Chelsea groaned. “Stop crying or stay with your granny. You are no longer a baby.” She grumbled with her arms wrapped around her chest in her baggy black shirt.
“Hey!” Wendy hushed her. “Stop that, Chelsea. Can’t you see she’s hurt?”
“Yeah, read the room.” Larcade added with a long sigh and patted my shoulder. “Courtney, stop crying. We are coming back here. We ain’t leaving forever.”
“But I miss her so much. I don’t want to leave her here. I’ve never been away from home before. She would be alone. Who would massage her back when it hurts? Who would remind her to take her medicine? You are not here, neither is Chelsea nor you.” I turned to each of them. “We are just…leaving. It’s not fair. I feel so bad. I don’t want to leave her here. I know I’ve always wanted to go to the city, but not like this.” I sniffed.
“You can stay behind. No one is forcing you to come with us. Larcade and I are enough for Wendy.”
Chelsea is right, but my grandmother is right, too. She wants me to see the world and not get stuck with her. She knows how much I’ve always wanted to go to the city and how it has always been my dream. I guess that’s why she doesn’t want me to stick around and because of Larcade, too.
We were all silent for a while before Wendy spoke up. “Do you want to stay behind? I don’t want to take you away from your grandma?”
“No, it’s alright.” I wiped off my nose. “I just feel so bad. That’s all. Please don’t mind me.”
“Wendy feels concerned.” Larcade pulled me to him. “But listen to your granny. Your grandma is happy you are here with us. She has always wanted you to see the outside world, too. She feels bad for keeping you here. I bet she has always known this would happen someday. Your grandma know you had the best life here, but she still wants you to go see how it is outside. I know you feel guilty leaving her behind, but if you want to make her happy, come with us. Once we’ve helped Wendy, we are all coming back here, right?” He looked at Wendy and Chelsea for confirmation.
“Of course, Larcade is right.” Wendy replied with a nod. “We are all coming back here.”
Chelsea shrugged her shoulders. “I also want to be here too, but I care about Wendy. As soon as we finish helping her, go see her grandfather, we can come back asap.”
Larcade nodded and hugged me. I felt his pheromones for a second before I pulled away from him.
His PHEROMONES is relaxing.
Wendy hugged me too, as we both walked through the grasses in the forest at 12 midnight while moving to the guardian who would open the magic portal for us to get into the outside world.
It took us thirty minutes to get to the guardian of the magic portal and my grandmother’s words kept bugging me and I still couldn’t take my eyes off Wendy.
How could she not have known her mates marked her? Was that even possible? I haven’t heard of werewolves marking their mates without them knowing about it.
I sort of felt sorry for her. What kind of fate’s on her? How many mates does Wendy have?
“I guess we are here.” Chelsea announced, and we all looked at the dark vast cave before us.
“Whom do you seek?”
“Hahhhhh.” We screamed and turned to the voice behind us and it was an old man, wearing a tattered gray cloak which was almost covering his mouth too.
Why does his voice sound croaked? The last time I saw him was when I was ten years old. Does a male’s voice change so much in many years?