Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter 47

Chapter Forty-Seven: Talking with Mom 

Mom and I walked up the stairs and I could feel my mate’s gazes on us. I didn’t look back at them. I didn’t want them to see the pain that my parent’s lies were causing me.

They knew about shifter and neither Scott nor my mom had told me anything.

If I had known about shifters and mates, the other night would have gone so differently. I wouldn’t have been so hurt about Jake cheating on me because I would have understood things that better. I didn’t blame him now after Jason, Ryan, and Travis had explained the mate thing to me a little better. But if I had already known, I had a feeling that I would have known about Charity as well.

That maybe I wouldn’t feel betrayed by her for not telling me what she was.

If they would have told me about shifters. I wouldn’t have thought Jason, Ryan, and Travis were crazy for talking about werewolves and shifters. I wouldn’t have accused Travis of spiking my drink. I might still have run after the three of them claiming but then again I would have been better prepared for what happened.

Mom wrapped her arm around my waist and I looked over at her. Her hair was pulled to the side in a heavy braid that was draped over her shoulder and she had on a loose floral dress. Crystal necklaces were looped around her wrists and neck, but I noticed something that I hadn’t noticed before. Beneath the pink and purple stone necklaces was a scar on the side of her neck. It was faded with time, but the skin was pale and marked deep with a bite.

left on my throat. Like the one that Travis

against her. To let her comfort me the way her touch usually did. It didn’t. All I could think about was that she had been lying to me for so long. My mom and I had been best friends my entire life. It had been us against the world and she had raised me by herself after the sperm donor she had slept with dipped out because he hadn’t been ready

made me feel like my entire life was a

else could they be lying to

to my room and mom closed the door behind us. It was so quiet between us that you could have heard a pin drop. I walked over to my overnight bag, shifting the

soft like

hard, looking at her as I

room. “When I met Scott, you were fourteen and I didn’t want to put more stress on you. He didn’t either, we wanted you to

getting caught on the zipper. I looked up at my mom as I tried to stuff the silky garments back into

called because you broke up with Jake… Was it because you met those men?” She asked,

way you think,” I said, worrying the inside of my cheek with my teeth. “Jake found his mate, which I guess I don’t need to

you anyway. Til.” Mom moved to the bed, sitting down

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