Chapter 37 A Mother - Part Il

• My mother's words rang in my ears as I sat at the packhouse dinner table with the other wolves that night. I watched as my male smiled and laughed with his chosen by his side. I sat there watching as she passed him the dessert I had helped make. I sat there watching as he kissed her and thanked her for the food. And I wondered. I wondered if he had chosen to mate with a female who had not been bestowed upon him. Is he the one who persuaded Sigrún or perhaps plotted to mate with her? But if that was the case, then why would he call me a liar? Why would he believe that I am lying? If he was not the one who did it, then it only leaves Sigrún. I know I am not lying, and I know I did not forge the bond. Is it, then, her? Is she the one to blame? Did she somehow forge the bond with Erdem and convince him that she was his mate? I need to find out the truth. I have to get behind this. To get to the truth, I need to get to know her, gain her trust and get closer to her. I had been keeping my distance, I was being out of reach. But what better way to get closer to her than to give her what she desires? Friendship. I will give her the friendship she seeks, and I will reclaim what belongs to me. What belongs to us. I will not let my child be labelled a bastard. I will not allow Sigrún to take what belongs to my wolf. I will take back everything.
• Pure light came through my window, inviting me to open my eyes even wider. It brightened the colours in the room and brought back wonderful memories that hadn't visited me in a long time. I raised my hand, letting the light flow around my fingers like water. My body was exhausted and weak. I hadn’t gone out of the house in a while. But I was feeling better since this morning.
• “Nesta? Dear, are you awake?” Vesna’s voice came through the closed door of my room.