Moana
My eyes were wide with disbelief. There was no way that Olivia was Ella’s biological mother. Ella’s biological mother was dead! I didn’t know what to say or do. All I could manage was to stare back at Olivia, unblinkingly, as I tried to figure out if she was telling the truth or that she was simply playing a joke on me. But at the same time, the resemblance was uncanny. She really did look just like an adult version of Ella, aside from the color of her eyes. Everything else was almost exactly the same. Her face shape, her nose, her hair… If no one had ever told me that Ella’s biological mother was dead, I would have believed her instantly. Olivia must have immediately noticed the confusion on my face, because she let out a sigh and ran a hand through her dirty blonde hair. “I know it’s hard to believe,” she said. “I’m not sure what Edrick told you about me, but I am Ella’s biological mother.” “H-He told meEdrickWhile Moana slept, I secretly snipped off a small lock of her hair and stashed it away in my sock drawer. It was only a small piece, and I made sure to take it from a spot where it wouldn’t be noticed easily. Once I stashed it away, I was so exhausted from two days of no sleep that I couldn’t do anything else except climb into bed and pass out immediately.The next morning, I woke up earlier than Moana. I made sure to quickly get dressed and slip out of the room without waking her up, her lock of hair in a little plastic baggie in my pocket. On second thought, I turned back around and cautiously took the Alpha tooth out of its box, hoping that I would be home in time to put it back before she ever noticed it was missing.I didn’t need Moana, or anyone else for that matter, asking where I was going; if they found out that I was going to see the Mother Witch, then they would soon discover that I was investigat
MoanaI felt utterly shocked after my conversation with Olivia. At first, I thought that there was no way that she really was Ella’s biological mother, because Ella’s biological mother was supposed to be dead. But the resemblance was uncanny, and she even knew things that no one else knew, such as Edrick’s drinking problem. And the way that she cried when she talked about Ella… It was too real. She didn’t seem to be faking it, and if she was, then she was a hell of a good actress.But even then, I still didn’t know if I could trust Olivia enough to fully believe her. There was always a possibility that she was lying and wasn’t Ella’s biological mother, but was instead somehow related to Michael or Kelly. That would explain why she knew so much about Edrick and Ella, and why she called Edrick so much late at night. Maybe Michael or someone else wanted her to bother Edrick and lie to me to get me to leave. I had no way of knowing at this point.E
Moana“He has it.” My wolf’s voice was steady and even-toned, but also agitated. “Check his pockets.”I immediately trusted Mina’s instincts. She was too sure of it for me to even begin to question it, and she had never been wrong about these sorts of things before. And besides, by now I had spent so long frantically searching the apartment for my tooth that I was desperate. It was the only physical thing I had that was linking me to my past and my lineage. If I didn’t have that tooth, I felt lost, and I felt as though I might never find my parents or at least find out who they were.“Show me what’s in your pocket,” I growled, holding my hand out flat as I glared up at Edrick with narrowed eyes.Edrick looked taken aback.“Why?” he asked, sounding a bit confused. He seemed innocent, but my wolf was insistent that he had my tooth. And I could sense it, too. The way that Edrick’s eyes widened for just a split second as I
EdrickAs soon as I saw the hurt expression on Moana’s face, I knew that I messed up by taking her tooth. Obviously I still couldn’t tell her about the Golden Wolf, but I realized that maybe I should have asked if I could take her tooth ahead of time; I could have simply told her that I wanted to take it to have some tests done, or anything to not make her panic. She clearly had been frantically searching for the tooth when I came home, and I instantly felt like a jerk for making her feel that way.Even though Moana said that it was okay, and simply told me not to do that again, she was distant for the next couple of days. I noticed that she was being much more quiet than usual, and whenever she came to bed at night she would simply lay down and turn away from me. Maybe a combination of taking the tooth, getting upset with her over what happened with her ex-boyfriend, and not being there when she woke up for two days in a row made her feel upset.
MoanaAfter my conversation with Olivia as well as finding out that Edrick took the wolf tooth without my permission, I was a little distant for a couple of days. I just didn’t know how to feel about everything, and I needed some time to think.I still found it hard to believe that Edrick was really the type to use women as reproductive tools. I also found it strange that he would have told Ella that her mother was dead for no reason, which was why I couldn’t stop wondering if Olivia really was just lying to me. At this point, I didn’t know who to trust. All I knew was that I needed to make sure that my baby would be safe.Edrick must have noticed that I was acting distant. When he mentioned doing something outside with Ella and I at one point at breakfast on Monday morning, I glanced up to see that he was looking at me. His gaze was still apologetic, just as it had been on the day that he took the wolf tooth. Maybe he really did feel bad for w
MoanaOn the day of the painting class, Ella and I were both elated. Edrick kept his promise and took the day off of work, and after breakfast we were on our way.The class was held in a beautiful park in the uptown area of the city by a lake. Edrick parked the car on the street and we each held one of Ella’s hands as we walked over. I couldn’t help but smile as we approached, with my plein air easel folded up and tucked under my arm. The air that day was beautiful with a nice breeze, and as we approached the little lake I could see that it was teeming with all sorts of wildlife: ducks swimming around in search of breadcrumbs, little frogs jumping off of lily pads, and turtles sunning themselves on floating logs. The lake was surrounded by large weeping willow trees whose long fronds swayed in the breeze. It really was like a picture straight out of a storybook.As we approached, there was already a group of other families gathered by the picni
MoanaAfter Ella, Edrick and I went to the outdoor painting class together, it started to become more and more apparent to me that Ella was deeply craving more interactions with other children her age. With each passing day, she begged me more and more to bring her to the orphanage to play with the other children, and began to grow a little defiant when Edrick told her that she couldn’t be going out all of the time.My years of working with children and my career in early childhood education taught me that one of the most important things for any child to experience was socializing with other children. Ella had been mostly cooped up her entire life, and I even began to honestly wonder if she even had any interactions with other children before I came into the picture. Maybe she ran into children at training or saw her little cousins once or twice a year during family gatherings, but she didn’t have consistent chances to socialize with other kids. I saw the
EdrickWhen Moana brought up the idea of sending Ella to school all of a sudden, I felt my blood run cold. The thought of sending Ella away every day, where anything horrible could have happened to her, made me feel sick. Throughout the entire eight years so far of her existence, I had done such a good job of keeping her safe and away from the public eye. Even when I announced her existence to the news, I knew that I would eventually have to start bringing her to public events along with Moana, but I still didn’t think that I would ever send her to school. I had plenty of money to hire the best tutors for her, and her education so far was excellent.But, at the same time, I knew that Moana was right to an extent. School wasn’t just about learning; it was also about children being given the chance to socialize, form bonds with other children, and get exposed to different types of people and different environments.Even then, I still wasn’t sure