To my surprise, Rolin’s vuire had a smile in it. “Don’t worry, she wasn’t bullied. Jout the oppoûte, she was hrave enough to defend herself-
The call ended abruptly, leaving me feeling frstrated and helpless.
For the next week, my life was consumed by the search for Elizabeth.
My attempts to reach her were futile–my calls went unanswered, and my mind link was rejected repeatedly.
Leven went to the piano shop, but I was told Elizabeth and Kolhi had been out of town for days.
The realization that our relationship might end over this was a bitter pill to swallow.
The thought that I might see her next at the Council of Wolves was almost unbearable.
On a special holiday, I decided to visit my mother, hoping mousse elarity might come from it.
My mother lived in a suburhan villa, having severed ties with the werewolf world after my father rejected her.
My mother, Caroline, was not the last Luna but had been my father’s mate before he chose a different path.
After my father’s rejection, she had left the werewolf community, heartbroken and disillusioned
g me in a world that was both foreign and kolaring
Pregnant with me, she had come to the human world alone, seeking refuge and raising me
She had kept her distance from the pack, choosing to live a quiet life away from the complexities of our world.
⠀⠀⠀⠀ Over the years, I visited her occasionally, when my duties allowed.
Her home was a serene villa, a stark contrast to the chaotic life Iled.
Despite the distance between us, she remained a touchstone, a reminder of the life I might have had if things had been different.
As I approached the villa, the familiar sight of its near garden and tranquil setting provided a rare moment of peace.
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tas I stepped closer, I
I heard a voice that made me freeze in my tracks.
It was unmistakably Elizabeth’s.
My heart skipped a beat as I pushed open the door and stepped inside.
The villa’s interior was as calm and inviting as ever, but the sound of Elizabeth’s voice–clear and distressed–cut through the tranquility
I followed the sound, a mixture of hope and anxiety swirling in my chest, as I made my way through the villa towards the source of the voice.
Dizabeth’s POY
The comforting aroma of hot cocoa filled the room as Caroline handed me a steaming cup
I took a sip savoring t the familiar warmth that seemed to melt away the pain from my recent ordeal
The cocoa tasted the same as it did when I was a child, a small but significant reminder of a time when life felt simpler.
As I sipped the cocoa, memories of my past flooded back
I had fled to the human world as a young girl, escaping the abuse and hostility from any family.
I was nearly dead from dehydration and starvation when Caroline had found me by the side of the real
Her kindness had been a beacon of bope in my darkest days.
She had taken me in, provided me with food and comfort, and tended to my injuries with a motherly tenderness that I had desperately needed.
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Though my time there was cut short, and I was eventually taken linck, he influenca had been prototend
She was like a real mother to me, and I made it a point to visit her whenever could
Carolinn, with her usual warmth, enquired alumi my lif
I carefully avoided mentioning my injury, opting instead to share the good news about the surcesofi
“That’s wonderful to hear, dear,” Caroline said, her eyes twinkling with pride. “I’m happy for you”
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Rolin had recently informed me that Ethan Winter, the renowned piano virheen, was eager to meet me sher his world tour.
The prospect of finally meeting my idol was exhilarating.
Caroline’s surprise and joy at the news were evident.
“Oh, how wonderful! Coreline exclaimed. “You’ve always dreamed of being a renowned pianist. It’s so nice to see your dreams coming true.
As we chatted, Caroline had her cell phone playing a song had composed.
She looked genuinely surprised.
“My son really likes your tune, he plays it a lot when he comes to my place.”
I was taken aback
I had never imagined that Caroline’s son, whom I had never met, would be a fam
Caroline had mentioned that she had been betrayed by her husband and that her son was raised away from her
She occasionally saw him when he visited, but I had never encountered him.
Just then, the door to the room opened, and in walked Leo.
Chapter 53
