Chapter 127

Amelia pov

Even though I was puzzled and couldn't understand why I was seeing Melody's mother, Memories were in my head. I kept staring because I wanted to know why she was in my memory, but the more, the memory even got deeper, but at the same time, it was so puzzling.

All I could see was the woman's face flashing in my brain. It was from time to time, but it kept waving off, which confused me even more as I wanted to know what was happening.

I sat on one of the sofas and placed all my attention on the photo, and then I had a longer flashback that was more than a second, and in that flashback, I saw her calling my name.

I couldn't understand. I'd never encountered this woman before, yet I could see her in my memories calling my name, which confused me and frustrated me the more. When I was about to go deeper into my flashbacks, Melody stood up.

She was still a bit dizzy from waking up but noticed her mother's photo was with me. Instead of being angry or enraged at me, she smiled and sat up, staring at me as I slowly gave her back the picture before collecting the picture for me I knew, she was about to question me as to why I stared at the photo, weirdly which I had no answer to because even I was confused.

She glanced at me for a while, and the smile grew.

“Why are you so hesitant whenever you see this picture? Is there something about this lady I don't know about because even you seem to stare at my mother's picture? Many people in this pack always said my mum was a mysterious yet popular lady; maybe you might have encountered her”, Melody said, which confused me again.

Though I wanted to ask Melody many questions concerning her family, I found it private as she also didn't want to intervene in my problems or any matter.

I was not planning to ask her but I couldn't help but ask this question because she kept talking about her mother, but yet she wouldn't go deep into the situation or the topic. Even though it was clear that She wanted to talk about it. I knew if I could trust her with my situation, then she was also meant to trust me in hers, so I summoned up the courage and asked her what happened.

“Are you the only one in your family? Are you the only one left? What about your father?” I asked her, and for the first time since I knew her, she was beginning to tear up, shaking me a bit as I could not understand what was so emotional to this extent that she was so shaken.

She cleaned her eyes immediately, and I could tell she had already begun to cry even before I found out. Then she looked away in embarrassment.

She seemed more embarrassed to talk about her situation than when I talked about Mum. Sometimes, I find it like my situation is worse than any other person's, but she made it seem like hers was worse, which made me scared and puzzled as I hoped she wasn't passing through so much because I would not be able to compensate her the way she had done for me.

She smiled with the tears still dripping down her cheek and cleared her throat before finally talking.

After a few minutes of thinking about what she wanted to tell me, she finally summoned the courage to tell me the truth, and I was more than ready to hear what she wanted to say.

I stood up from my initial position and went to sit close to her to give her a move. hearing chance with me, she smiled, even though the smile, this time around, went as deep as she always did before finally speaking up about her life.

“I always thought that my father was one of the best until my mother died, and then I found out that she and all the park members saw me as a mistake as she only cared about her missing daughter, who had already gone missing two to three years before I was born, which made me so sad. She never really cared about me from the start.”

“I understood why I had nothing connected to her; I don't even have a picture with her; that was how distant she was from us and everything till now. It helped me discover that I still didn't care about myself as much as I cared about her. And for one important thing, she saw me as nothing more than a mistake.”

“How can a mother find her daughter a mistake”, she told me, and I felt emotional, but I don't know why. No matter how emotional I felt, I still felt like we were somehow connected in ways I could not understand. I couldn't even understand what connected the both of us or whatever.

I looked at that picture; I knew I could see a memory, which confused me. What if we were connected in some ways? When I was about to compensate her, my inner wolf quickly moved, which I could not understand.

As much as I wanted my inner wolf to be released, I never expected it to be this way. It was like she kept frustrating me now. I couldn't even understand why she was pulling me so close to her without even telling me anything.

I was so enraged in anger that all I was waiting for was for Melody to conclude her story and for me to face my inner wovens, and for all because I could not understand why she kept playing tricks with me despite me owning her.