Four

He literally carried me to the black truck that was parked two houses down, that's where he finally put me down next to the passenger door, and I groaned glaring at him.

"I could have walked myself, there was no need for you to carry me like a sack of potatoes" I said glaring at the asshole called my mate, I won't like and say, I didn't love his hands on me. I did, but the hate brewing inside me, was much stronger.

"I didn't ask you, and mind your tongue mate. if you want to keep it in your mouth  before we reach my pack" he growled opening the door for me and I wanted to scream that I was more than capable to open the door for myself but I wanted to keep my tongue and after all he just confirmed my fears that his an alpha, I have an alpha for a mate.

When I grew up, I prayed to the goodness to give me, a loving alpha mate, so I could be a Luna. My own version of a princess, and an alpha as my prince, but I guess I was not specific enough, I didn't want one that killed my own parents. 

I got in the truck and was engulfed by his suffocating scent relaxing me and I was literally air swimming in his scent like his the only person that was ever in the car, and it was too clean for my liking, nothing was out of place making me hate him more for being Mr perfect and I rolled my eyes feeling sleepy his scent made me too calm and I hated him more for it, so I decided to ask him why

" why" I breathed in his intoxicating scent even though I hated his scent, I wanted it more, it was all too confusion for me

"why what?"He spat not even turning to look at me. 

"Why did you do it? Why did you kill my parents? What have they ever done to you?" I shouted as tears filled my eyes threatening to drop any moment but I fought hard for them not to, I didn't want him to see me as weak and I heard the most melodic disturbing laugh in the world 

"Why wouldn't I?" He said raising his brow that was covered by his curly hair and my eyes went to his red plump lips and before any forbidden thought could even come to mind I lifted my eyes to his and I saw a small but handsome twist of his lips and I hated myself for liking it, his my parents killer after all 

"Because they are my parents and I needed them and most of all they did nothing to you, and I want to know why?" I shouted at him but he didn't even seem to flinch when I raised my voice at him

He remained calm while going over the speed limit in the dark of the night by now we were already in the middle of the city and I knew it won't be long until I saw the exit sign of port Elizabeth

"That's why I killed them" he said with a straight face while his eyes were trained on the road

"That's not even an answer, you didn't say anything and I don't want to assume, I want to know the reason, I want to know why you didn't stop even when you saw I was your mate. Why did you hate them so much, why did  you killed them?" Now I was frustrated, all this years I wondered why? And now he was infront of me, but still wouldn't answer me. 

I imagined this scenario many times, and Everytime I wanted to know one thing? Begged to know one thing. Why? Of cause in my scenarios he was not my mate, and smelled so delicious, fuck, I need to get my act together. 

With tears now falling to my cheek, I thought at least he will have an explanation but this monster had none or just flatly refused to answer me. 

 I tried to read his expression but all I saw was his hands tighten on the steering wheel, why was he fighting to tell me. Can't he see by my tears how desperate i was to know? 

I knew even without looking at me he could smell my  tears and I hoped his wolf would atleast react to me. Us that the reason his holding to the steering wheel do tight? Was he fighting his wolf not to comfort me?

He was an ass, at least I had the comfort knowing his wolf liked me, and will never let him hurt me, idiot. If he thought this conversation was over, he had another thing coming. I still wanted to know why? That's one thing that meant the world to me, I couldn't move on without knowing. 

"I don't owe you or anyone any explanation" he growled the words and I saw his eyes flipping to red every second. His wolf was angry, and wanted to take over. But I couldn't fight the uncertainty in my chest, and the bugging feeling to know why? I always believed knowing the truth would set me free. 

I looked outside the window again as tears fell, but I knew the conversation might be over for now but i was going to get the answers with or without him and that's how i fell asleep leaning by the cold window in a summer hot night night

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"Mama when I grow up I want to be a good Luna like you" said a five year old Blythe carrying a black and white panda bear

"You can be whatever you want to be, my love, just know you're very special and you were born for a reason, and that's why you will always be special to your mama" her mother said kissing her forehead making the little girl beam with happiness and ran to the kitchen happily. 

 The omegas were baking cookies for her upcoming birthday, but as she entered the kitchen door the scenery charged into a dark room where she saw her mother chained into the wall still wearing the awful nighty she last saw her wearing full of blood but now it was from both parents, and she went closer shocked. Her body had turned to her fifteen year old self. Wearing the matching granny nighty. 

"Mama" she said trying to go closer to the woman who didn't seem to notice her and suddenly the door opened and a figure stood by the door holding two whips and grinning shoeing his yellow spikey teeth. 

Sge couldn't make out his face just his stature as he walked in the room, it was a big man standing at about 6'7 and very muscular but his face unknown just his yellow spikey teeth. showing

Blythe moved to the side as the man passed horrified for what's going to happen next but she was like a ghost she could see them but both didn't even bat their lashes to acknowledge her presence

"Are you ready for your daily whipping, witch?" said the figure and Blythe had a shock of her life as she screamed, watching him lifting his hand to whip her mother. But someone shook her, and she opened her eyes with one word in her mouth

"Witch"

That's when her eyes really  opened with shock, and she was back in the car, with her mate who  looked at her with concern that seems to vanish the second their eyes met. 

He turned his face back to the road, but Blythe was more  worried about the dream because it seemed real and wondered why did that man call her mother a witch when she was a mere human?