Undercover Wolf novel Chapter 38

Have you ever felt like the whole world was on your shoulders? Like the fate of everything depends on the choices you make?

Well that was how I felt all night, though I may have over exaggerated a bit.

I thought it was a mistake keeping everything from Ace for another day, though Jenna said I should wait.

Could I even trust her? There was no reason for me not to, so why not?

It only made me want to see my mom sooner to clarify everything. I barely slept last night. I woke up every hour to check the clock. Ace even came to stay with me around 4 a.m when he felt my uncomfortableness, and that was how I caught a few Z's.

Now I was on my way to where my mom supposingly lived, and I was feeling all sorts of uneasy.

I thought about how I may not like the answers that I get. I thought about what if Ace or someone else finds out where I was. And most of all, I worried about whether or not Jenna was right about the reason why my mom hadn't revealed herself to me. What if she genuinely doesn't want to see me? What if Aiden and I are the real reason why she ended up here?

It was all nerve wracking as I trotted down the dirt road that led to a small cozy looking cottage. I stood firm in my spot in front of the door for a few minutes, contemplating if I should leave or not.

Eventually, I mustered up the courage to knock once, then twice. There was no answer so I tried another time.

I felt both disappointed and relieved, as I wasn't sure if I was ready for this. But time was running out, I had to be brave.

After I stood there for another minute or two and there was still no answer, I decided to come back later or tomorrow. Ace took me off 'training duty' due to my pregnancy, so I had more than enough time.

But before I could turn around, a voice sounded behind me.

"Roxanna?"

I froze.

'It was her.'

Her voice was soft and kind, no hint of annoyance present. But no matter how much I tried, I couldn't move.

I heard light footsteps climbing the steps, and my body only grew tenser as if a killer was making his way towards me.

A soft hand pressed to my bare shoulder, causing a shiver to run through my spine. She gently turned me around to face her, and my breath hitched when I saw her.

It was indeed my mom. The woman that hung from our walls, and filled our photo albums. She didn't look different in the least bit. Maybe just the few stress lines in her forehead, but they were barely noticeable.

I followed her inside her warm house, and she led us to a small dining room. While she was brewing the tea, I took the time to look around the room. Just being in there made me feel like I hadn't lost her at all, like I knew her all my life.

"So I'm assuming you have questions" She started with a gentle smile. I retrieved the tea from her, mumbling a thanks before focusing on my goal.

"I do actually. But how have you been? Are you happy here? "

She smiled and rested her cup down." I have been fine. And I can't say I have been miserable, but happy? Not until recently."

"I don't even know where to start. Why did dad lie to us?"

"I don't know. Your father is a man of reason. But I'm thinking maybe he didn't want his two kids crossing pack borders to go find their mom" She chuckled.

"But would you blame us?" My voice cracked as more tears left my eyes. "We had to grow up without our mom. We missed out on so much "

"I know sweetie" She left her chair to comfort me, and I was more than happy to accept her warmth. I wasn't angry at her, and I wasn't sure if I was angry at dad either. I was just...hurt.

"Couldn't you have come back? Escaped or something?"