39 Chapter 39 - Last Chapter

We were on the terrace of the building, my back facing that woman as I glared at the dark view till where my vision lied with tears layering on my sensitive eyes.

Talking in the ballroom would be too embarrassing with my anger bursting, Lucas thought it would be better if we talked somewhere else. Although he didn't join our conversation I knew he was worried about me down in the room.

"Heaven, you've grown a lot to become a beautiful lady." Her teary eyes roamed my body when I turned to her. "I tried reaching out to you, but you wouldn't pick my phone. I got so scared that—"

"Then you shouldn't have ran away," I impassively and very disgustedly spoke to her. "You didn't even think for a second about what would happen if you left us. I don't know what made you leave with that werewolf but I swear my father was way better than him."

It was the only reason I saw for why she attended my party, I had learned that she was the wife to some Alpha of a pack of the same country which Lucas ruled.

"You're right," she said, her gaze unwavering from mine. "Your father was very good to me, he was so in love with me that he prepared to even kill himself for me. I was a fool to leave him."

I rolled my eyes at her. What did she want to prove by saying that? Still in the end she betrayed my father. She ignored him to create disgusting romantic memories with another man.

"Why are you saying this?" I inquired. "It doesn't even make sense."

"When I was a university student I used to date a guy called Damien, we were very popular—"

"That werewolf guy."

She nodded before continuing, "We were completely in love with each other and I thought he would reject his mate for me. The look in his eyes almost confirmed it, I even thought of marrying him." She closed her tightly for a moment.

I tried to stop myself from snapping her like a stick, seriously her presence itself irked the crap out of me.

"Your father just happened to be one of my fans, I was pretty popular during my university days. He proposed to me and I rejected him, I rejected him very harshly. But I guess that got to me, the next day Damien found his mate and cut all the ties with me in a second. I was completely dazed, he cared less to even acknowledge me."

"He married her and father even after taking my insults he calmed her with his words, I really felt very content when he was around me. To show him that I moved on too I married your father, it was all because of the jealousy. And when you were thirteen he came back. His mate died so he came back—"

"And you left my dad just like that," I concluded.

This woman was seriously unbelievable.

"No, I rejected him actually a lot of times. But he kept on begging for me, for my love. He told me he could make me the happiest woman in the world, but I rejected him and he didn't give up until I gave in. He stuck around me for nine months and my old love was reborn again."

She whimpered in her palm. "I'm ashamed of my actions, your father treated me like a queen but—"

"Why did you give birth to me when you never liked my father?"

"Your dad wanted a kid with me and I didn't see anything wrong about it. I actually thought of spending my whole life with you guys. You are my world, Heaven—"

"Do not say that." I glared at her. "Does he have a kid?"

She sniffled. "He does, Xavier. He's around your age and the new Alpha to our pack."

I nodded. "Does he know about your past? Your link to me?"

She shook her head. "I didn't want to share it with anyone."

"Because you were embarrassed by us." I cocked a brow, nodding to myself.

"No," she refused quickly. "I wanted to forget about everything and start a new life with my husband, his kids were very nice to me and treated me like how you used to."

"Your husband? Does he treat you right?"

She sadly smiled. "Not like your father, but yeah, I'm happy with him."

I sighed, vexed up to the point where I felt like ripping out her tongue and feed it to the hungry rouges, even they would throw the waste. "I think I should go and tell your children how good of a mother you are, that you left your own kid to pamper others'."

"Heaven," she stopped me. "I didn't want to abandon you, I wanted to take you with me but that would make your father."

"Yeah, yeah and that's why you thought leaving with him would be a nice idea. It's not like I would leave my father to go with you, but I should just salute how well you thought for us."

She opened her mouth to say something but I cut her short.

"Do not try to approach me and do not even think of sharing anything about us. I will be too embarrassed to call you my mom."

Her widened eyes were the last thing I saw before striding away from her. She yelled my name, crying out for me, but I just brushed her off whilst stopping the trailing tears from my eyes.

What did my dad ever deserve to get a woman like her in his life? He could've gotten any girl in this world. My father was really a fool to fall for someone so shameless like her. It was actually very embarrassing to even consider her my mom. Both the women who I gave respect equal to a mother, shattered my world and trust into pieces.

Both Laura and Sheryl.

I climbed down the stairs, cleaning the tears off my eyes now and then before walking opposite to the ballroom towards the exit.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my arm pulling me into an empty corridor, a Yelp on its way out of my tongue when a rough hand moulded around my parted lips. The familiar cologne of my mate wafted to me and my nerves calmed when I looked into the eyes I grew accustomed.

"Are you alright?" He worriedly asked. "I was very worried about you."

He gently gripped my chin, walking my eyes towards his. "I'm alright," I whispered.

"Oh God, I was really worried about you." He embraced me tightly to his chest, burying his face in my hair.

"What happened?" He asked.

Telling him everything again was a very tiring job for me, so I chose the smart option and explained to him everything through the mind-link. Another holy bond we formed tonight from my brain to his.

His eyes melted into pure honey and again he brought my face to his chest. "It's alright. If she bothers you just tell me."

"How could a mother do something like that to his child," my voice cracked.

"There are different kinds of people in this world. All of them holding their ideologies which seem sane to them. We are all living beings with some lacks, of course, your mother's at fault, but maybe according to her she thought of it right." He pushed a streak of my hair behind my ear and softly gazed into my eyes.

"I do not want to be a mother like her," I confessed. "I do not want to be thoughtless."

He cupped my face, landing a gentle kiss to my forehead. "I can bet you would never be like one."

And I just keep falling deeper for him

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I placed the red rose flowers on the cement grave of my father, sitting on my knees to run a hand over the surface.

"Happy birthday, dad." I bit my lip hard, tears surging to my eyes when I left my husband's hand on my shoulder.

I smiled to myself and got it. "Dad, this is Lucas, my husband."

Lucas introduced himself to my dad and I just watched him with a hand around his waist.

If my father really stood in front of him, he would've hugged him like his own son and bless us wholeheartedly irrespective of his kind, because he would only see my happiness.

"Do not worry about us, I live a happy life with him and I hope you're living a nice life too up there. Dad, I'm—"

I turned around unable to bear the rush of the tears, I buried my face in Lucas' chest, sobbing into his arms while he held me close. I felt like an insane person, but the main fact that I didn't get replies hurt me more, or even if he didn't have the super sense to catch. But I understood he was standing there, looking at me with defeated eyes. He must be regretting so much that he left me and I could imagine him sobbing and couldn't do anything since he couldn't hold me but just watch me afar.

Lucas took care of everything, he was the one who brought up this idea. I almost lost the hope to ever see him since how busy I got to settle myself properly.

But Lucas, like a really nice husband, understood me completely and that's why I guess we didn't have any issues in our relationship. Guys like him were very rare in this world, I never thought I would find such a good life partner ever in my life, it was beyond a girl's imagination.

He very much reminded me of my father, he took care of me just like my father did, but I wasn't blind like my mother. I admired his love and reciprocated to my best.

A warm, happy life was all I needed, I even wanted a pet to fulfil our family, but my husband fulfilled that spot too. He was like a buy one get one free offer. The best way to scare my kids when they refuse to listen to me.

Well, I had kids now. A family of my own.

I had a daughter and a son. Raine; my daughter was two years older than my son; Ryan. Whenever they refused me I used to tell my mate to shift so I could scare them and get my work done. That was silly and very hilarious of me, even Lucas opposed the idea, but I guess he couldn't help it, he could never reject my wish. He gave me everything I ever asked of him, a perfect life.

In simple words, I was living the happiest life I ever wished for.

Like I actually was breathing like a normal person.

Like I was in the arms of heaven. In the safe arms of my mate.