Chasing The Rejected

Chapter 137

-CLARA

“If you all cared about me so much then why was abandoned?” I questioned after he pulled away and he sighed.

“The story is very complicated and…”

“Father didn’t want me because I was a wolf, right?” I questioned and his eyes widened.

“Like I said, it’s complicated and…”

“But you didn’t deny it, which means it’s true. He didn’t want me” I interrupted, not able to hide the sadness in my voice.

He stared at me for a while but didn’t say anything which made me even sadder.

“So I was truly abandoned then? And how come I can’t remember anything? I should be able to remember something. We wolves have good memories” I told him and couldn’t understand why I was so affected by this.

If anyone had tried to tell me about my parents or anything related to them in the past, I would have dismissed them before they even got the chance.

I remembered how I used to long for a mother’s love or father’s warmth when I was younger but as I grew older, I slowly began to hate anything that had to do with my parents because I couldn’t understand why they would abandon me.

understood it was because I wasn’t wanted and knowing that didn’t feel

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story from the beginning then” My uncle uttered, snapping me out

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book and your father was not exception to this belief. As a matter of fact, at that time I thought he hated them even more than I did. He was an active leader and

Before any supernatural being could be killed, he would have then questioned and if they hadn’t killed a human in their life, he would let them go. He started trying to convince us that all wolves weren’t bad and we only needed to eradicate the bad ones. We

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I had never seen him so alive before but I still couldn’t accept it. I still believed your mother did something to him but that all changed when you were born. I’m ashamed to say it but your mother wasn’t allowed into any hospital or given a midwife so your father had to give birth to the baby himself. I didn’t even get to see you until you turned one year old and it wasn’t because I couldn’t but because I didn’t want to. To us, you were an abomination, a

he stared down at you and I knew you meant the world to him and when I laid my eyes on you, I felt completely different. You noticed my presence even before your father and turned to me with a curious gaze. My heart immediately swelled up with love as I stared into your eyes and I knew then that I could never hate you. You were my niece for crying out loud. Ever since that day, I kept visiting your father to spend more time with you and each time, I fell more and more in love with you and my

me so much, how did I end up in that pack? How did I end up abandoned?”

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caught him crying, something broke inside of me but I didn’t know how to help because I didn’t understand what was going on. I believed only old people had dementia so I didn’t think about that at all. By this time, you were already about five years old and I tried my best to shield you away whenever your father started beating up your mother. Do you know the surprising part? Your mother