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,

I don’t know

fueled my suspicions. “Mom, you’re not telling me something,” I

I’ll tell you everything, Luke,” she promised, her voice barely a whisper. “But not here.

Not now.”

answers then and there, but I could see the fear etched into her features. Whatever she

this. person. So please, just tell me who he is. I don’t want something bad to happen to us

voice softening as she placed a hand on my

voice rising. I locked eyes with her, searching for answers. “Is.. is he

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

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garment–he’s very dangerous.”

pressed, my heart racing with each passing second.

head, turning her face away.

time come?” I pushed, feeling the frustration building

inside me.

pleaded, her eyes pleading for me to

now, not when I knew there was more to the story. “Mom, I need to know,” I insisted, my voice wavering

whispered, and

going to tell me, then I don’t think

“Are you serious?”

mother continued to withhold

me surprised, her eyes widening in disbelief. “Luke, why are you so curious about this man?” she exclaimed,

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

each other in silence, the tension thick in the air. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and my breaths coming in ragged gasps as I struggled to control

“I just want to protect my loved ones, Mom,” I confessed, the weight of my

between us.

turning sad as she whispered, “I

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over 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

tears. “It’s okay, Luke,” she said softly, her voice filled with sorrow. “If you’re not going to help me talk to Catherine, I

of guilt in the pit. of my stomach. I watched her go, knowing that despite our differences, we both wanted the

of frustration and concern. Just as I was about to turn away, my phone buzzed

to keep the tension out

muffled through the phone. “Where are you? We’ve got some unexpected guests at

“Isn’t

caught us off guard too,” Jack admitted. “But they seem eager to

at the clock on my phone. It was indeed earlier than usual for such meetings.

them know you’re on your way.”

to say something else, I cut him off, whispering

“What was that?”

over the phone. “Don’t worry about it. Just

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my hesitation but chose not to push further. “I’ll see you

and stuffed my phone back

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