Chapter Hundred and Eighty-Five – I don’t want.
Jaden’s POV
This was bad. I was very lucky that I found my mother before Liam returned.
She still looked unsure even when I told her that Liam wasn’t dangerous.
It turned out the reason she wanted to meet the boy was to kill him. She said he was the son of a terrible Lycan that once plagued her life.
The sons of Logan had tried taking a precious thing from her so she killed them.
She wanted to kill Liam before he rose to the occasion but he wasn’t around.
So her trip to Sun Burn Kingdom was a mission. She never gave herself a break, did she?
Knowing what Logan’s sons wanted was me, didn’t make sense. And why was she still trying to protect any of his sons from getting me now?
I could handle myself and Liam was just a kid.
“I met that terrible Lycan who plagued your life.” I announced to her.
Her nose wrinkled and her jaw clenched. “What did the bastard want!!”
We were coming back on a boat and she was being loud. I held her hand and soothed it.
“He wanted a lot. He took a lot of things too. He killed Ralph, my Beta.”
She took her hand off mine and turned towards the pack. “How dare he? I’d take off his head by myself. And I’d make his son eat it!”
“Mom, his son, Liam had helped me. He was the one who saved my mate and I. He also helped find Ralph but it was too late.” I explained.
She turned to me with a smirk. What was she smirking about? “You have a mate already?”
I face palmed. Goodness, she had strange mood swings. I sighed, nodding. “Yes, and we are all trying to battle with this Lycan, Logan.”
On her face was an horrid expression. “My poor Ralph. Killed by that terrible creature.”
I sat back, feeling emotionally down about it. The only comfort was I could save Raymond from having the same fate.
My mother exhaled, resting on the boat. “So tell me, did you need mommy’s help to kill the Lycan or your wedding is coming.”
“None actually. I wanted you to be there for Ralph’s burial and something else.”
Her mood dropped when I said ‘Ralph’s burial’ so she glared when I added ‘something else’.
“What else? Did you have a wedding without telling me!”
I glanced around the boat and smiled at those who stared. “Stop yelling, mom.”
Her head snapped at the men staring and they looked away scared. “They should stop staring.”
I sighed. “My mate is an Alpha so she’s actively involved in the battle. No time for a wedding.”
“An Alpha? Wow! That’s huge!”
I smiled. “And she’s a Silver Wolf. Many have said she has your energy. I think you’d like her.”
My mother’s smile reduced. “A silver wolf? Aren’t those rare? That prophecy.”
“Yeah. Actually, your son might be that new Alpha King. Crazy, right?” I grinned.
Her smile completely faded.
Didn’t she not want that? It was stressful but I could manage. It wasn’t in my power to change.
“It must have been hard for our pack to accept you being a Lycan. How will the whole Kingdom accept you?” She muttered.
How did she know I was Lycan? And why did she think the pack should have known?
“I haven’t told them I am Lycan yet. I shifted recently. Did you know I’d shift?” I asked.
She looked away. “Yeah, you always had it.”
Like what Logan said. “Like a heritage?”
“Call it whatever, but you’re not like those crazy Lycans. You are special. You are my son.”
My forehead smoothened, I nodded. “Thank you, mom. We can stop at Silver pack to see my mate, that’s if you want.”
She waved her hand dismissively. “I’d head home first and wash up. She should see me.”
I chuckled. “Okay, fine.”
My back relaxed on the boat as it took a turn.
Asking my mother why Logan’s son wanted me would happen later. I felt it wasn’t important.
“Do you want to tell me something?” she searched my eyes. “That Lycan, did he tell your something else?”
Was there anything I should know? The only thing he said was the question in my head.
“He said there’s a reason his sons wanted me. And since you want to kill them, is it important?”
She began sweating immediately.
My forehead creased. “Is there?”
She chuckled nervously. “He told you his sons had wanted you?”
“Yes and he refused to tell me why. He said I should ask you.” I replied.
Her eyes enlarged and she folded her arms. “Why is he doing that? He’s provoking me.”
I was confused. What ever the answer will be, it wouldn’t be good. And it may be hard to get the answer from my mother.
“If I don’t need to know, then don’t tell me..”
“He’d tell you and I can’t bear it either. Does he want me killing myself?” She mumbled.
Her breathing became irregular and I felt she was about breaking down.
“Kill yourself?” Why would she do that? “Look, you don’t need to tell me. The Lycan always tries to cause conflict. I’d ignore him, okay?”
She said nothing and that was when the boat stopped at the port.
I helped carry her luggage out. “Mom, I don’t even want to know now.”
My mother was still quiet. I handed her a small bag and she held unto it and began walking off.
Leon came to surface and groaned. “We still need to know what exactly this is. Logan would tell us and if we are not ready, it’d…”
“I don’t want to know. My mother spoke of killing herself, didn’t you hear?” I retorted.
If it was so serious that she’d rather die than let anyone know, then I shouldn’t know as well.
“Your mother has lots of secrets. Like where’s your father? This time, it involves you, know at least.” He said again.
My eyes went up to my mother’s strolling through the market. Her mood was better and I didn’t want to ruin it again.
“Do you want something in the market?” I asked, since we were at Boots and Rivers.
She shook her head and replied in mind link. “I’m good, just thinking how to tell you this.”
Tell what? The secret? “I don’t need to know.”
“The Lycan will tell you if I don’t. I’d rather tell you.” She responded.
It was feeling really serious. “I have problems already. I need to adjust to this new rank. You really don’t need to tell me.”
She stopped walking and waited for me to catch up. “I will tell you. Your Lycan isn’t a rank.”
Then what was it? A curse?
“You were born Lycan.” She continued.
My feet froze at the spot. Born Lycan? But my father and mother weren’t Lycan so how’d I be?
Was I adopted? Did she get me somewhere? “What do you mean, mom? That’s not possible.”