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.

I wasn’t wanted and

“I guess

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

didn’t say anything and just stared at him as he looked for words

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 was always ready to slain one without mercy but

before everyone noticed he had changed. 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 all began to

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verindeal area because Ecoddn’t even bear to look at him Drust what you might think or what any of his thought, your father loved your mother more than he loved himself. He was happy with her and didn’t care if he was being shunned by the others. I went to check 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 it but your mother wasn’t allowed into any hospital or given a

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 life which once only had one purpose which

you all loved me so much, how did I end up in that pack? How did

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and I or anyone else didn’t notice before it was too late. I remembered how I would come to check up on him and catch him beating up your mother to the stage 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