CHAPTER 51

CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
“Pick up the fucking phone old man,” I gnashed my teeth, hitting the wall in utter frustration as I threw the phone on the couch. Even the sight of blood tainting the cut I got on my knuckles, did not ease the frustration mixed with rage coating my inside. Just when I needed answers, he was not picking up my calls.

“I’ll start charging you for this, you know? You maybe the Alpha but you are surely abusing your powers and- Collins?” Jaden walked in the living room of the mansion.

“What?” I snapped unintentionally.

“Are you okay? And where is the mortal?”

“Upstairs. Second room on your left,”

“Um…okay but are you sure you are okay? I mean, when we left it was pretty messy here with the whole Nadia fainting thing,” I would not exactly say Jaden and I were close but with Danny not being around, I needed to vent off and he was right here.

“Okay? I’m not okay. The woman I want is in there and she wants nothing to do with me. Actually, let me rephrase that. She hates me and doesn’t even want to see me completely. Its like my very presence is poison to her,” I gripped my hair, almost yanking it off my head.

“What happened? Is this something to do with the hybrid guy? Wait, did Laila try to do something at the party and she found out? That woman has grown quite shameless of late,”

“Unfortunately, no. My father was the one who murdered her entire family and her childhood best friend. And to think that the old man had the audacity to bash me for almost everything I did. It turns out, he is a fucking murderer,”

“Slow down. We don’t even know the whole story yet. You should call him and maybe he’ll clarify all about it. There is always two sides to every story and besides, your father is not some psychopath that would wake up one day and decide to murder an entire family for no reason. I’m not saying its okay but you just need to calm down and think like an alpha and not some love-struck boy,” he patted my shoulder before walking up the stairs.

“Love-struck? Pfft,” I murmured under my breath. Love at this point of my life was such a ridiculous thought and it would take me a while before I fully let in someone else into my heart. What was that saying again? Right. Once bitten, twice shy.

*NADIA’S POV
I glanced at Harry’s handmade, wooden figurine of wonder woman. Smiling, I pushed the figurine in the pocket of my knee length coat before getting on the tip of my toes as I turned the door knob, twisting it open. As I took the first step inside, two familiar voices reached my ears. Why was mum and Dad arguing?

“I’m telling you that I can take them out. They wouldn’t even dare set foot in my house, knowing damn well that I’m a huntress,” Mum said.

A huntress? What was going on and who was she planning to take out?

“And we have the ultimate weapon that could destroy them. If they find out what Nadia can do, they won’t stop until she is dead. They tried to kill her before and if it were not for Drake, we’d have lost Nadia along with Adrian. We lost one child and I’m not going to lose another to those dog-like creatures with no heart,” Dad retorted.

“Mum? Dad?” I shifted my eyes from one person to another, completely confused. What the hell were they talking about? A weapon?

“Hey, baby,” mum crouched down, cupping my cheeks.

“What is going on?” I questioned as she scooped me up, carrying me upstairs to my room.

“How was your playdate with Harry? Did he poke your cheeks again?” she questioned as she set me down on my bed. Just like that, my attention was sidetracked.

“Yes but this time, I pinched his nose. He got mad but then grandma Rania made us sit down and make up over ice cream. Grandma Rania is so nice and she says, when we grow up, we could end up getting married just like you and Dad,” I said, with a small smile.

She pinched my cheeks lightly, “She is not wrong, you know. Your Dad and I grew up as best friends and then we fell in love. Now come on, I want you to stay in your room. Your Dad and I have some things to talk about right now. I’ll call you when dinner is ready,”

I nodded as she patted my head before walking out. I played around with the figurine and somehow dosed off, only to be woken up by loud screams of my older brother Greg coming from downstairs. Clutching on the figurine, I made my way down stairs, calling my mother but she didn’t respond.

When I got in the living room, the door was down and some men were standing with werewolves. Dad was down and in dire pain with Greg looking slightly less bloody than mum was.

“M-Mum,” I stuttered, gaining her attention.

“Well, so this little girl is the one supposed to destroy us? Those witches really gave up their lives for nothing. Come on boys. Get her,” A man, who seemed like was the leader, ordered and the wolves began racing towards me but mum was quick, fighting them off. I quickly ran under the table, still clutching the figurine and as though to make the matters worse, Harry appeared with his grandma.

As I watched with silent tears, they tore Harry into pieces, then turned to my father and brother, killing them and this while their leader had a victorious smirk on his face, palms pocketed. Mum was brave, trying to fight them off but they were too strong and they overpowered her, throwing her hard against the ground near me.

“I’m sorry baby. I thought I could protect you but they are too strong. Promise me that you will remember every single thing. Promise me that you will not only avenge our deaths but also stop these greedy creatures. A war is coming and only you can shield the mortals from them but the most important thing I want you to remember is your promise to Drake. Now do it,”

“Do what?” I questioned, tears running down my cheeks.

“Just do it and don’t worry about me,” she ordered yet but this time, she was looking at grandma Rania who already had a huge gush on her head.

Before I could understand what was going, she created a portal with her hands, straining against the pain. With tears in her eyes, mum shoved me right into the portal but in the process, I dropped the figure before the portal closed.
**
“That was when I found myself in front of an orphanage in New York and then found two new best friends,” I finished.

“Well, its not how you told it the first time but the trauma must have caused you not to remember it this clearly,” Sasha pulled me against her, “I’m so sorry that this happened to you especially considering you were just a kid,”

“That guy, the leader, I heard them call him Carson White and he was the older, spitting image of Collins, “I sobbed against her shirt, soaking it with my tears. Of all the memories, why did this one have to be the one to resurface first?

“Oh, honey. Is that why you chased the poor guy out of the room?”

“Can you blame me? I had a fucking whole flashback of his father murdering my entire family, friends and Harry’s grandma. Then the first face I see when I come to, is his face that looks the same as his father. I c-can’t see him now Sasha because I might as well kill him. You know what? I don’t want to see anyone of his kind near me at all,” I gritted my teeth. A newfound hatred for werewolves was flowing through my veins.

“I wish Collins was here to hear you say that about him and his kind,” Drake smirked.

“I want to know something Drake. In my memory, my twin brother is supposed to be dead but I remember you clearly mention him during your confrontation to Collins. You said I had no idea about the whites and the hint you gave me was my twin brother. Why? What does his death have to do with them? Were they the ones that set the house on fire that day that I supposedly died?”

“One piece of news at a time, love. Here is another hint; the fire was just a cover up. Now, get some rest,” with that he literally jumped out of my window.

“Get some rest? What I need is the rest of my memories, some fucking answers, vengeance and a whole bottle of something strong,”

“I agree with you on the last part because I need that drink to. I think there is some left over from the party. I’ll go get it,” she said, getting off the bed.

“Um… could you also check up on William for me? I don’t trust that wolf and right now, I’m too pissed to face him,” I said.

“Of course,” she nodded as she walked out of my room.

Inside me, ran this unsatiable quest for vengeance that involved this dire need to kill. Never would I have thought I’d want to take someone’s life but something inside me seemed to shift, making me more aware of myself, filling me with rage.