Chapter 3

Amelia’s POV

I opened Freya’s wardrobe and hanged back the dress I had taken quickly before I get caught. Freya’s unusual disappearance these past few days had made it easy to go in and out of her room without getting caught. I heaved a sigh of relief but as I tried to shut the wardrobe, my eyes landed on something familiar. I picked it up as I examined it slowly, it looked just like the barrette Damien had given me, just slightly different. I placed it back as I turned to walk out. But a strange feeling settled down my belly. I didn't like the feeling.

“Amelia.” Mae’s voice called out my name pulling me back to reality. She glanced at me suspiciously as I walked out of Freya’s room.

“Yes.” I replied as I walked toward her.

“Your father wants to see you.” My heart skipped a little, my father had never called to see me, what could possibly be the reason for this surprise.

I walked into his chamber nervously, I hate the feeling I get when I don't know what to expect.

Matilda sat in a chair and a strange man and woman sat in the other chair facing her.

“Father.” I said announcing my presence. Like he didn't just watch me walk into the room.

“Amelia, sit down.” He made a gesture for me to sit and the only space left was next to Matilda. I would have preferred sitting on the bare floor than beside her, her nose hung on the air proudly as she avoided looking my way. I walked towards the chair and sat beside her.

My gaze landed on the strangers in front of me again, and my heart skipped a little. Tears welled up my eyes as I tried to make sense of what I was seeing.

“Mother.” I mumbled slowly under my breathe. Matilda's body jerked, almost freaking me out.

The woman in front of me looked like my mother, but  I know she wasn't my mother. I know I would never see her again even if I was standing in front of hundreds of people who looked just like her.

“Amelia, meet your mother’s sister Abigael. My father finally said.

“Am..elia.” her voice broke as she called out my name.

Why is she just appearing in front of me? When I lost my mother none of them remembered me or tried to help me heal from the loss. Anger flowed through me.

But instead I stood up from my seat and ran into her arms. Maybe I wanted to hug my mother so bad, or I really needed a hug but I felt my hands grip her body pulling her into a tight embrace, like she would disappear again. Tears flowed down my eyes as I cried for what felt like hours. A sharp cough from Matilda pulled me back to reality.

“Sorry.” I said slowly.

“It's fine Amelia, I have missed you so much too.”

“You have grown so much, Amelia.” the man beside her finally said.

“He is your uncle Amelia.” Aunt Abigael said. I nodded my head even though I couldn't remember seeing his face.

My mind finally asked the question it should have asked since.

Why were they here?

My father cleared his throat again, and the atmosphere became tense again.

“Amelia, your aunt and uncle have come to visit you because of something very important. Your eighteenth birthday is fast approaching.”

“Yes.” I nodded my head slowly trying to put two and two together.

“Amelia, my aunt cuts in. There is something you need to know.” “Your mother had abandoned the Redmoon pack after she married your father.

“The Red Moon pack.” I tried to recall if I have heard anything about the pack before.

“We would like to take you back to the pack, your eighteenth birthday means you can become Luna of the Red Moon pack. It's what your mother would have wanted.

“My mother?” I asked to be sure.

They handed me a letter written by my mother before her demise. I read through the letter as tears flowed my eyes. The letter was filled with my mother’s regret, for abandoning her family and her role and her wish for me to take after her.

They brought out a case and opened it, an heirloom sat inside it.

“Hold it.” Aunt Abigael said. I opened my hands and she placed it gently on my palms.

“That is your mother’s heirloom. It would be passed down to you as the next in line to the throne.”

Matilda coughed loudly, my father quickly reached out for her, he sat up and quickly poured water into a glass for her to drink. I rolled back my eyes at her fake cough, just to get my father’s attention back to her.

“Sorry, but all this is a little too much for me to process right now.” I said slowly.

“I would like to speak to Amelia alone.” Aunt Abigael asked my father.

“Sure go ahead.” he said nervously.

We walked out of the room, and I led her to my only safe space in the whole house. My room.

Immediately we reached into my room, Aunt Abigael held my hands tightly startling me.

“Amelia, I need to tell you something about your mother.”

“What is it?” I asked nervously.

“She was a hybrid.”

“What?” I asked to be sure I heard right, the only memories I had of my mother, was her cultivating her flowers all her life. How was she a hybrid that abandoned her pack to be with my father that replaced her as quickly as possible after her death?

Nothing I have heard today made sense to me.

“Amelia, we need you.” There are only a few of us left. We need to keep the bloodline. “And also I believe your mother’s death isn't natural. I don't believe it, Nadia won't just die like that. She was powerful. Aunt Abigael said as she held my hands softly.

“What do you mean? Do you know something about my mother’s death.” I asked helplessly.

“Not for now. But I will soon.” she said in a fierce tone. I almost believed her.

“Amelia, you don't have to follow us now. You can think about it, we will be waiting for you to return.” Aunt Abigael said before opening my door and walking out.

My legs became weak almost like it couldn't hold my weight anymore, a cold shiver ran down my spine as I walked to my bed and sat gently into it. 

If I choose to follow them, it means leaving the Blood Moon pack, it means leaving Damien. It means not becoming his Luna.

If there is anyone I need to talk to right now, it's Damien.