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.

had left on my throat. Like the one that Travis had left on my

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

made me feel like my

they be lying to

heard a pin drop. I walked over to my overnight bag, shifting the knit throw around so that I could pick up my bag without the blanket falling. I grabbed the handle, lifting it

said, her voice soft like she

swallowed hard, looking at her as I

you were fourteen and I

the zipper. I looked up at my mom as I tried to stuff the silky garments back into my bag. My mom’s eyes widened and I felt

it because you met those men?” She asked, her eyes moving

inside of my cheek with my teeth.

moved to the

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