Chapter 144

Alaria:

“Are you sure that you want to do this, Alaria?” Enzo asked, and I nodded.

“I am not going to be able to live with myself if I don’t,” I said, and he nodded.

I walked toward the house where I knew my mother was staying. The door was unlocked, and I wasn’t dumb, they were already aware of my presence. Everyone who was here knew who I was and who I was coming to see.

“You have some nerve to come here after you killed your brother,” mom said, not even bothering to turn to look at me.

“If anyone knows that I wouldn’t have killed Ezio unless I had to, it should be you, mama.” I said, and she scoffed, facing the window. I didn’t expect her to turn around to face me. It was something that I came to know as days went by. Neither one of them would be caring about me. My one consolation was the fact that I knew that I was good to them. I didn’t hurt them the way that they hurt me, and even they knew that.

“What are you here for?” She asked, shaking her head in question. “You took his life, his pack, and even his wife. What are you here for? Because I doubt that you came here to speak to me, and if that is the case, then you can leave. I have no daughter anymore.”

“I wanted to know why.” I said, choosing to voice out my pain. “While I know that it might not be making a difference to you, but it does to me. And I want to know why everything turned out the way that it did. When he started working with Katherine, his reason…”

“You expect me to answer you?” She asked, turning to look at me. “Do you really believe that I owe you anything after everything that you have done? Even your father didn’t want you in his funeral. You took your brother’s life, and I am glad that you didn’t show up at his funeral. I would have hung you beside his grave. Your head would have been a signal to those who would have dared oppose me.”

“So, what was I supposed to do? Allow him to kill me?”

“He wouldn’t have killed you. He was not that blind, unlike you, he didn’t grow blind for power.” She said, and I looked away from her.

“The arrow that I got, that he shot…”

“I doubt that it was aimed at you. You aimed at him, you shot him yourself. Don’t think, for one second, that I don’t know. The men have reported, those who survived, I know that it was you who shot him.” She said, and I nodded.

“I shot him because I wanted to?” I asked, and she raised an eyebrow.

“You deprived a boy from his mother. You killed her and then killed him. You had no right to do it, but you chose to do so to ensure your own place. You wanted Alonso to be second to Ashton, and though you know that…”

“Alonso is not going to be treated differently…”

“Then why not have him be Alpha?” She asked, stopping me. I didn’t say a word for a few moments, knowing that whatever I was going to say, she was going to use against me. “Because you wanted the best for your son. You didn’t see Alonso as worthy of being Alpha. Had you truly seen him as you see Ashton, I doubt that it would have made any difference to you.”

“Ashton is the rightful heir…”

“Unless you choose that Alonso is.” She said, stopping me. “You see, you want the best for your son. You wouldn’t have wanted Katerina to be taking your place. Ezio wanted to save the boys the h a s l e. It is you who chose not to react. But then again, you never did react when it came to truth. It is the main reason why you will always be deemed as weak.”

“Weak because your son betrayed me for no reason?” I asked, and she laughed. Her laughter, at that moment, took me off guard. And it took everything in me not to jump as I knew that she was acting on anger. Mom often laughed historically when she was in pain.

15:50 Wed, 19 Jun Gu 580 “You were the one who betrayed all of us. You, not once, deserved the love that you got.” She said, stopping me. “Whenever it didn’t suit you, you just chose to want to walk away. The same thing that you did when it came to your marriage…”

“That is what this hate is all about?” I asked, stopping her. She glared at me and clenched her fists. The smell of blood, her blood, filled my nostrils. And I knew that she was digging he finger in her palm, cutting her skin. “You are all furious that I got the divorce that I needed?”

“You needed nothing. All you did was draw disgrace to the family.”

“I was being cheated on at the time.” I said, and she shook her head at me.

“That is why you chose to get back to him right now?” She asked, raising an eyebrow at me. “You went ahead, against everything that people would say about the family, and rather than being the woman that you were raised to be; you submitted.”

“You sent me to his home as the mother of his child.” I said, and her smile as cold.

“You should have fought to leave. You would have been justified if you had. But here you are, standing in front of me, with a love bite on your neck.” She said, and I looked away from her for a moment before pulling out a card. A wedding card, from my purse.

There was no use to me speaking to her right now. She wasn’t going to listen anyway.

“I came to invite you to my and Enzo’s wedding.” I said, making her frown. “You are more than welcome over. But judging by the way you are reacting, I doubt you would be coming.”

“Either way, it going to be in Tuscany. And you are more than welcome if you want to show up.” I said, avoiding her eyes. “As for Ezio’s secrets; they will come out eventually. And if not, then he is dead with them. There won’t be much for me to change. Especially when we have reached the end of our story, mother…”