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 .

he was a good man … except for

way through the hallway , trying not to

in his favourite chair in the sitting room , barking orders at m Family dinners that revolved around their perfect daughter Clarissa and more complaints about me … the scent of his cologne

I reminded myself

clothes for the

repeated the mantra in my head , heading for the stairs

to wallow in memories or to mourn ;

I noticed the door was slightly ajar , which was unusual

, a sound froze my steps – soft chuckling , almost delirious drifted from within to my

my throat as I slowly peered inside

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bedroom seemed

bedroom this time and was about to walk in the direction of

, I decided to find out

of the massive bed and gasped slightly when I saw my mother sitting on the ground , crossed –

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

were streaked with dried tears and her eyes were swollen and

that losing your mate- the pain , was worse than rejection and as someone who had experienced what it means to be rejected , I had an idea of how my mother felt right

if sensing my presence , she finally looked up and immediately the chuckling ceased and her gaze shifted from nostalgia to pure hatred that made me involuntarily take a step

I just came to get something suitable for

I stammered , with a

She said nothing .

photo album with a deliberate slowness that felt like she was contemplating harming me before attempting to

to stand with her heavily pregnant

help but a sharp glare

instead , she pulled herself

past me taking the photo album with

I followed after her still keeping my

just tell me how to fix it , I promise I’ll

she ignored me and continued walking

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

reached the doorway, I noticed Clarissa was

without saying a word

hoping to hide the tears in my

anything to

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

onto the bed , running

I’ve been here , she said softly ,

… ” she couldn’t finish

sat down beside her , and for a moment , we sat

Guilt – tripping grief

her best friend plus carrying a baby

The pack healers .

hitting her harder than anyone expected and they said it’ll take

my gaze to the floor and

” I struggled

to say aloud

, but it’s like she doesn’t

with me .

”

anything

say

, she pointed to the rocking chair in