The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 301

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LUKE’S POV

“I can’t believe you would do that, Luke,” my mother spoke, with her arms crossed, and then she treads nigher to me.

“Do what?” I asked, not taking my eyes off her. And yes, I clearly had an idea of what she was talking about, but let’s see how this works out.

“You promised me.”

“Promised you what?”

“That you would help me talk to Catherine.”

“I did?” I raised an eyebrow, still playing dumb around here.

with you

“What the hell is wrong Luke? Why are you acting like this right now?”

“Acting like what?”

My mother let out a frustrated sigh. “It’s going to be ridiculous if we continue to go like this.”

“Then you can just end the conversation.”

“Luke, please just…” she sighed, closing her eyes, and her tone softened. “Please, just help me.”

“Mom,” I said, stepping closer to her, feeling the weight of the conversation settling between us. “I’ll help you talk to Catherine. We’ll figure this out together.”

She looked up at me, a mixture of surprise and gratitude flickering in her eyes. Thank you, Luke,” she whispered, her voice softening.

But before she could say anything else, I knew I had to address what had been nagging at me since the incident with Catherine. I took a deep breath, then plunged ahead. “Mom, there’s something I need to tell you.”

Confusion creased her brow as she waited for me to continue.

“When I found Catherine the other night,” I began, my hands sliding into my

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pockets, “a man in a black garment was chasing her. But then, he just stopped and let us go.”

My mother’s expression shifted from confusion to concern in an instant. “A man in a black garment?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, watching her closely for any reaction. “Yeah. And… Ariel saw him, too.”

Her silence was deafening as she processed my words; her eyes were clouded with worry. “Do you… do you know who he might be?” I asked cautiously, already dreading her answer.

She continued to stare at me, her silence stretching on uncomfortably.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” I pressed, my own anxiety mounting with each passing second.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she spoke, her voice barely audible. “Luke,

don’t know who

add up, and her reaction only fueled my suspicions. “Mom, you’re not telling me

gaze dropping to the floor, before meeting mine again. “I… I’ll tell

Not now.”

wanted to push her further, to demand answers then and there, but I could see

is. I don’t want something

sighed, her voice softening as she placed a hand on my shoulder. “You

for answers. “Is.. is he

reassured me, her voice trembling slightly. “But the man in

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garment–he’s very dangerous.”

he chasing Catherine then?” I pressed, my heart racing with each passing second.

face away. “I can’t

When will the time come?” I pushed, feeling

inside me.

pleaded, her eyes pleading for me to drop

when I knew there was more to the story. “Mom, I need to know,” I insisted, my voice wavering with emotion.

end to this conversation,” she whispered, and her voice was barely audible

don’t think I should be

“Are you serious?”

serious,” I replied firmly, my frustration boiling over as my mother continued to withhold

“Luke, why are you so curious about this man?” she exclaimed, her

of my emotions crashing down on me. Because I want to protect my people! I want to

stood there, facing each other in silence, the tension thick in the air. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and my breaths coming in

softened my voice barely above a whisper. “I just want to protect my loved ones, Mom,” I confessed, the weight of my words

between us.

expression softened, her face turning sad as she whispered, “I understand, Luke. But I still

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me, mingled with a sense of resignation. ” I’m sorry, Mom,” I said, my voice catching in my throat as I fought back tears. “I just… I can’t stand by and do nothing.”

her voice filled with sorrow. “If you’re not going to help

stomach. I watched her go, knowing that despite our differences, we both wanted the same thing: to protect our loved ones at any cost.

fixed my hands on my waist, watching my mother’s retreating figure with a mix of frustration and concern. Just as I was about to turn away, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out to see Jack’s name

to keep the

slightly muffled through the phone. “Where are you? We’ve got some

I repeated, furrowing my brow. “Isn’t it a bit early for that?”

off guard too,” Jack admitted. “But

phone. It was indeed earlier than usual for

I’ll let them know you’re

say something else, I cut him off,

“What was that?”

my inner thoughts over the phone.

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his tone indicating he sensed my hesitation but chose not to push further.

call and stuffed my phone back

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