The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

96 Guilt – tripping grief …

Lyla

It was nearly dusk when I arrived at the pack house and the first time I would be going home since I arrived at Blue Ridge .

I hesitated at the door , taking in a deep breath .

I didn’t know what to expect from my mother .

Did she hate me less now ?

I glanced over my shoulder at the two pack warriors Beta Jeremy had insisted I come with , their presence felt comforting alright but I knew I had to face whatever was waiting for me inside the house .

“ Wait here , I managed to say to them .

“ I won’t be long ”

They nodded quietly and stood to one side of the terrace .

I took another deep breath again before knocking .

After a few seconds , the heavy door creaked open revealing one of the pack

servants .

It was our housekeeper .

As soon as she saw me , she opened the door wider and bowed her head in greeting .

“ Miss Lyla .

”

“ Good evening .

I flashed her an uneasy smile looking past her shoulders .

“ Are my mother and my sister around ? ”

“ Miss Clarissa went for a walk around the Packhouse to clear her head , while your mother is resting in the bedroom .

Should I tell her you’re here ? ”

“ No ! ” I said quickly , feeling relieved somewhat .

“ Let’s not disturb her .

I only came to get an important thing for my dad’s funeral and will be out in no time .

”

I entered the house , stopping to respond to the greetings of the few domestic staff who passed by or were working silently in the background .

The atmosphere in the house felt depressing .

Everyone I passed had a sombre look on their face .

They were all mourning for my father .

good man … except for me

trying not to

dinners that revolved around their perfect daughter Clarissa and more complaints about me … the scent of his cologne still clung faintly to the

I reminded myself

clothes for the funeral

in my head , heading for the stairs

to mourn ; I’d done that enough already

approached the master bedroom , I noticed the door was slightly ajar , which was

push it open , a sound froze my steps – soft chuckling ,

throat as I slowly

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bedroom seemed empty

was about to walk

decided to find out what

bed and gasped slightly when I saw my mother sitting on the ground , crossed – legged , flipping through

flipped through the pages , pausing every so often to laugh or make one weird noise , though it sounded more like a pained release than

and her eyes were

someone who had experienced

finally looked up and immediately the chuckling ceased and her gaze shifted from nostalgia

just came to get something suitable for

, with a trembling

She said nothing .

a deliberate slowness that felt like she was

to stand with her heavily

a

instead , she pulled herself up ,

me taking

I followed after

sorry … please just tell me how to fix it , I promise

ignored me and continued walking to the

followed her with my gaze fighting the tears that pooled at the corner of my

the doorway, I noticed

mother passed by without saying

hide the tears in my eyes but Clarissa entered the

didn’t say anything to me

against father’s belongings – his reading glasses on the nightstand , the watch he

running a hand over the

is the first time I’ve been here , she

couldn’t finish the

beside her , and for a moment , we sat in

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mate , her best friend plus carrying

The pack healers .

that she’s in deep grief – it’s hitting her harder than anyone expected and they said it’ll take time ,

, lowering my gaze to the

… ” I struggled , finding the

to say aloud

wanted to help her , but it’s like she doesn’t want

with me .

”

anything

didn’t say anything

more seconds of silence , she pointed to the