Chapter 193
BOOK 2: CHAPTER 63
Harriette's POV.
After Uncle Mason taught me how to shift back into my human form, I stayed in the room hiding away from everyone. It was the best thing I could do.
The necklace Alpha Darius left on the table was still there. I stared at it from the bed where I lay and took a deep breathe. I wanted to take it and use it but I held myself back.
The door opened slightly and I lifted up my head. It was Layla which was an unusual surprise.
"My novel?" She asked, her tiny hand stretched towards me.
I removed the book from underneath my pillow and gave it to her.
"Liam stole it from me,"
"Okay, sorry," I acted as if I didn't know that fact.
She shook her head and smiled at me. I frowned. Since when did Layla Darkwood ever smile at me?
"I don't like you,"
"I know," I gave her another monotonous response.
“When you came, I thought I wouldn't be dad's favorite girl anymore because his real princess was back home. I felt I'll be neglected but that didn't happen. Why? Because my dad is awesome and so is mom,"
I nodded, not really seeing the relevance of her words but at the same time, I didn't want to act mean to her.
“I'm sure Liam has told how how spoil I am. I can be really annoying and I have this special talent pf pissing people off and also, I'm the only one in the Darkwood family without a gift. That made me believe I would feel left out, so I put up a front even before you got here,"Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.
I stared at her. "Dad doesn't have any gift too," I told her.
She laughed and shrugged. "That's true but the point I was trying to make is no matter how shitty you are or you think you are, you shouldn't be afraid of opening up to our parents. They won't hate you. They'll only love you more and protect you and help you. So, don't beat yourself up too hard,"
How did she figure that out? I thought she didn't care about me.
A lone tear slipped down my face. "I'm not beating myself up," I half lied. A part of me hated the fact that I'd defended Mother and her cohort right in front of dad but the other part of me hated myself more for not one reason in particular.
"Yeah, you're not. You should really look in the mirror right now. You look as pathetic as Daisy,"
I snapped my gaze at her. She could say anything but comparing me to Daisy was totally out of it.
"Do not ever say that again," I snapped at her.
"Really? Then get out of bed, eat and stop looking like Daisy," She repeated, narrowing her eyes at me.
"Youre really are annoying,"
She shrugged. "I warned you already, didn't I?"
I squinted my eyes at her and curled my lips. How could someone be so shameless?
"Here," she brought out another novel from her dress and gave it to me.
"Don't get bored,"
She whispered before she walked out of the room.
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I kept staring at the book as tears dropped on the back cover. I couldn't hold the tears anymore. I could see some similarities between me and Layla. I had my fears and it was what led me to the pit of hell.
I took Layla's advice and took a shower. I went downstairs and found both mom and dad sitting in the living area. They were cuddled and staring blankly at the TV.
"Hey Sweetheart," Dad said once he saw me walking down the stairs.
"Hi?"
Awkward!
"Are you feeling better now?" Mom asked.
I nodded. "Thank you,"
"Shut up,"
Dad said and I smiled. Mom hit him on the chest. "She's been polite and it's unlike her," He explained.
I nodded. It was really unlike me.
"Can I talk to you both?" I asked.
They both nodded at the same time. "You can talk to us,"
I took a seat opposite them.
"I can remember some things but not everything and I want to tell you about what I remember,"
They shared a look. "Do you think you're ready to do that?"
I nodded as my heart pounded in my chest.
"That night, I overheard you and mom..."
Dad interrupted me.
"What night?"
"The night I went missing, I think. I overheard you and mom talking about taking me to a far away school for a reason I'm not sure I remember. I cried and I wanted to to go grandma's place but I didn't make it there. The next thing I remember, I was in this room with other kids as well but..."
I stopped.
"But what, Harriette?" Mom asked. I shook my head.
I wasn't supposed to share that part with them. It was too painful for me. Unlocking my memories gave me the answer as to
who I was as Reina or Harriette but has solved why I had to become Harriette.
Was it out it out
f spite for my parents? Was
of?
"You don't have to tell us now. Yo
"I will,"
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of revenge for something? or was it ann evil scheme I tragically became a part
can tell us whenever you're ready," mom encouraged me.
They both shared a look before mom said, "We weren't trying to send you away. Mason suggested the school because he believed it would help you with your gift but once we found out it was far away, we decided to look for alternatives,”
Her explanation kind of provided a peace I didn't know I needed. Maybe I shouldn't have been so stupid to leave the house like that.
"Don't beat yourself up, you were just a kid," Mom held my hand and squeezed tightly. I gave her a smile.
Something suddenly came to me. The first time I saw Mother, she was really familiar as though I knew her but I really can't remember how I knew
her.
"Do you two know any woman with a mark on one side of her face? It kind of cover up that entire side,
"No, I don't. Why do you ask?"
"I'll try to look for more answers,"
Idismissed their question.
"Why don't we do that together?"
Dad asked.
I could use his help but at the same time, I didn't want to take him away from the family. Liam needed me as much as Layla did. With the vision of Liam I saw, it would be really devilish of me to allow him leave them alone for even a minute.
I needed Rowan. The only person who could help me right now was Rowan.
“Have you talked to your wolf, Reina?"
Mom asked.
I stared at her as though she suddenly grew two heads. "She's not talking to me yet,"
"Give her time,"
"I'm already doing that," I assured them.
"Can I travel to Rowan's pack for a few days?" I asked.
Although dad was skeptical about what Rowan's reaction would be when he found out what I really was, he still ended up following me to the pack after I told him I had my suspicions about Rowan already knowing.
When we finally arrived at Rowan's Pack, Gideon told us he was in his office busy with a visitor.
As we walked to the door, it suddenly flunged open by a man who appeared as though he was about to run out of the room.
I shifted my gaze from this stranger to Rowan. His scent washed over me, and a sudden dizziness took hold as my barged into my mind, growling.