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.

it was because I wasn’t wanted

“I guess

from the beginning then” My

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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 was always ready to slain one without mercy but that was until he fell in love with a werewolf” He said and stopped like he was reminiscing

a human in their life, he would let them go. He started trying to convince us that all wolves

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up on him from time to time and each time I went there, he was all smiles and had his arms wrapped around your mother. 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

Ever since that day, I kept visiting your father to spend more time with you and

up in that pack? How did I end up abandoned?” I questioned and his eyes darkened as a frown appeared on

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of almost killing her. I would have to pull him away from her and he would accuse me of protecting a wolf but as soon as he came back to his senses or rather, remembered who mother was, he would cry wholeheartedly and sometimes, even beat himself up because of it. Anytime I 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 never once stopped loving him. She knew something was wrong with him and pleaded with me to have him checked out in the hospital but I refused and you have no