Chapter 8 - A piece of the puzzle!

Silas

I have never fallen for anyone. Never! Not this fast and this hard. She is absolutely mesmerizing, and I’ve only seen her twice. We aren’t destined mates or anything, but there is something … I could have sworn I heard … I shake my head as we drive out of the human town.

I have tried to get some information about her, but it’s difficult to make inquiries about humans these days. Thanks to the world now believing in werewolves, we have to be more careful than ever. Fictional stories have given humans some idea of what and who we are, but also a lot of them are just make-believe.

Some of them want to be us, and others want to dissect us. My mind drifts to the most beautiful woman in the world, and as I play our conversation through my mind, I realize something that makes me want to just protect her the way a wolf would protect their destined mate.

Something in her look told me something deep inside of her is broken. I can only assume that her soon-to-be ex is the one who broke it. We pull up outside the pack house and I rush up the stairs to my office to check on a couple of things.

There was a faint but familiar scent around her when I met her the first time. I smelled her werewolf guards a mile away. It’s not uncommon for humans to be mated to werewolves, but it is uncommon for them to be mated to alpha wolves and I have a feeling she is one of those very rare females.

I scan through the files on my desk and find what I’ve been looking for. Eli and Lyra Blackwood! She isn’t just any human. She is a Luna! Were they destined mates? Is that why he accepted her? It’s the only thing that can explain why she is sick now.

Their bond is broken, and she probably doesn’t even realize that it is the broken bond that is making her sick. I’m relieved that she knows about us. I can’t imagine a Luna being the wife of a werewolf and not knowing that he is a wolf.

I have so many questions that it’s driving me mad, but I also have this feeling that there is no way that I can rush her into anything. She is, or well, she used to be the Luna to my biggest enemy in our region. It won’t just be amazing if I could win her heart, but it will give us the upper hand should Eli try anything.

This is going to take so much finesse! In the back of my mind, I wonder about something I heard while we were in the diner, and then I shake my head. There is no way that she could be pregnant after just one night.

It’s possible that her husband is the father if she is pregnant. I shake my head and pour myself a drink. I need to know more about her. I need to see her again. I need to feel her squirming under me.

Lyra

I sit down in front of the fireplace in my room and pull out the folder. I open it slowly and pull out the letter. I have no evidence that this is from my mother except for the fact that my birth certificate is also in the file.

It still astounds me that the information was so easy to find, and I close my eyes for a moment before taking a sip of my tea with the letter still in my free hand. I put the cup down and take a deep breath and read it.

“My darling Lyra,

You are barely twenty-four hours old, and your life is already in danger. Your father and I have decided that it would be the best thing if we let you go to keep you safe. It breaks my heart that I will never see you grow up. I will never hold you in my arms.” I wipe the tears from my eyes as I read on realizing that my parents never wanted to abandon me.

“I hope that this letter one-day finds its way to you. I pray to the moon goddess that we might even one day be reunited. For now, we have to do what we can to protect you, which means that for now it is goodbye. Just always remember one thing. We love you. We love you so much that we are doing the worst possible thing to keep you safe.

Love, mom.” Sobs rip through my body as I let go of years and years of emotions. They loved me. After spending so many years thinking that my parents never wanted me, it is overwhelming to realize that they actually loved me.

I put the letter down while the tears keep running. One thing that is certain is that there is no way I will be able to do the same thing with my baby. No matter how it happened. I will spend every day of my life showing this baby how much I love it.

I crawl into bed, clinging to the letter. As the words sink in, I realize something else. My parents did what they did to protect me. I read the letter again, but there are no clues about why. I wonder if they are still alive and if I will ever meet them.

As I try to process everything, I keep reminding myself that I have to go back to the library in the morning. Since I never really had an original birth certificate, I don’t know if my information is really my information.

I finally fall asleep and, in the morning, my eyes feel incredibly puffy as I get up and get ready for work. I know that as soon as I tell Mrs. Duncan, she is going to send me to the library. My mind is tired. My body aches, and my heart is just all over the place.

I make my way to the store without having breakfast and rush to tell her everything. Seeing the multitude of emotions cross her eyes, I know that my story sounds unbelievable. Is it even possible?

“Go! What are you still doing here? Go and find out? I will die if I don’t know who you really are!” She exclaims. I hesitate only for a moment before grabbing the file and rushing back to the library. The file in my hand might be the only thing that solves a huge riddle that has been plaguing me all my life.

It might just be the key to who I am …