Back To Life

It was good to be back home instead of staying in the hospital.

I have been discharged two weeks ago and I'm trying to catch up with

life itself.

I just can't believe I lost memories of my four years.

Sometimes I kept on wondering what it was like when I was eighteen or

even my 21st birthday. Whether I was being kissed before or not within

those years because according to my available memories I have never

been in any relationship.

So I must have met Matteo or any other guy within those years. There

was no sign to show anything of my past or a dream to hint on my past

like I've read in some books

It was nothing like I haven't even lived on this world for 4 years. Like I

was someone with no trace, my young memories are there but not my

adulthood self.

A baby's wailing pull me out of my thoughts. I look across the room

and find my brother waking up in his crib.

He and my dad is all I have now, the absence of my mother was still

shocking for me.

Everytime someone or even my dad talk about it I always try and

change the subject.

Maybe I am still not accepting the fact that my mother is gone. To be

honest I am scared to face my own emotions so instead of talking it out

I hid everything inside of me and avoid the death of my mom.

Her funeral will be held tomorrow but still I'm not even in the state to

see her.

Oh hell if people think I'm a heartless daughter who never shows up to

see her mother at our pack's mortuary but I'm really scared. My father

is the only one going there and make arrangements for my mom's

funeral along with my mate's help while I just sit here in the house.

Speaking of Mate, Matteo and I never saw each other after the night I

embarrassed myself mistaking my brother for our pup.

I never saw him thereafter and it's funny, instead of getting close with

him I am also avoiding him. Not only from embarrassment but there

were so many surreal emotions going on within me which I didn't and

wasn't ready to face them.

My brother is now my first priority and I need to be here for him and

my dad who has been putting up a brave face.

Therefore, avoiding Matteo and the topic of my mom's death doesn't

mean I have to avoid my brother's presence too.

In the past two weeks I have been taking some private class from Dr.

Omalley’'s Mate on how to care for a baby.

She has shown me how to hold him, feed him, change his diaper, bath

him and so much more which I was impressed.

Yet to think of my mom caring for me like this when I was young I push

it all back and buried them beneath the core of my being.

Avery's classes did really paid off as I am now a pro in looking after my

brother.

"Hello there little one,” I pick him and held him to my chest carefully.

"You have gain weight..and Ohhh you're cute baby" I keep on teasing

him pinching his chubby cheeks and he respond with a tired yawn.

I smile feeling really happy by just looking at him and I must admit that

he's the best gift in our lives now.

He's making me smile whenever I feel alone and at the same time

taking my mind off from my mother's death.

"Ahhh so adorable” another voice interrupts I look around there was no

one

"gosh wish he's ours,” the voice repeated.

Feeling like an idiot I forgot it must be Alera which I'm shocked she has

finally came out of her mute zone.

Yeah she has been ghosting me out but today it's a miracle to know

she's I've within me.

"Wolfie" I try my link with her and earned a “What the Fuck’ from her in

return.

I giggle to myself holding Wesley afraid to drop him on the floor. It's

good to have my wolf back after all it was hell to be myself without her.

"Welcome back" she rolls her eyes at me before doing an ovation bow

in my head.

I look back at my baby brother pinching on his chubby cheeks "so cute”

I whisper kissing his forehead.

"Alera" she became silent as if she didn't just pop out of nowhere

through our links.

"Do you remember what happened four years ago?" I ask and she told

me no.

I keep on pushing her to tell me but she ended up screaming that she

knew nothing of it too. She's also in the haze of confusion she aid

through our links that she wish to remember but she doesn't too.

"That makes two of us" I mumble and paid my attention back to my

brother who is now smiling in my arms.

"Why did you not talk to me in the past two weeks"

"I was trying to find my link to you,” she whimpers covering her eyes

with paws.

"It was so blury and foggy. I think I was lost when you lost memories

not until you say cute and I felt your happiness pulling rme right back.

It was like every barrier came down and I turn to find you standing

there with him. So I jump right back in your body" she explains then

sigh under her breath.

"At least we're back together” I told her

"you're saying as if we were in a relationship” she shook her head.

"Well, you're my wolf and we're partners in crime" she smile scratching

her paws.

"Right welcome us back to life, now let's kick some ass and break some

heart” she happily suggested

"are you referring to our Mate?"

"duh anyone in our way" she retort in a dull voice and I laugh at that.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

There could be two people who comes in our house it's either my mate

or my dad. Yet seeing Wesley not wiggling around I knew then it wasn't

my dad.

My brother is one weird baby and that's our secret. He always knew

when my dad is home.

At first I thought it was strange but constantly he's been doing it

wiggling and clapping his hands whenever my dad's comes home.

I brace myself for my mate's presence pondering if it was so weird to

talk to him since I ghost him out two weeks ago.