Chapter 242
I nodded, knowing that Lilith was right. I couldn’t afford to sit here and wallow in self–pity. I needed to buck up and accept that this was my life now, whether I liked it or not, and just be glad to be a part of my son’s life.
“When I was a baby,” I asked, glancing at Lilith, “what did you do? Surely you tried to see me.”
Lilith’s face darkened. “By the time I realized what had happened to me and got my bearings, your father had
already remarried. I recall showing up at his doorstep and begging him for a job, but he and his new wife quite
literally threw me out on my ass.”
Margaret. Just thinking about her made my mood turn sour.
“I didn’t see them at the wake,” I pointed out.
Lilith scoffed. “I didn’t want to say anything unless you brought it up, but they never showed. Apparently, they
got a big insurance settlement when the house burned and went on a vacation.”
“A vacation.” I glanced at Lilith. “Do you think they were the ones who set fire to the estate? For the insurance
payout?”
“I think… That we shouldn’t rule anything out at this point,” Lilith replied cautiously. “Anyone could have done
bastard who was too busy galavanting around with his gold–digger wife to come to his daughter’s funeral.”
Ancestral home. The words shot straight through my heart. “Right. Stormhollow was your family’s pack
before…”
“Before I married your father. Yes, if I had stayed unmarried, I would have inherited the pack and become the female Alpha. But fate had other plans.” She sighed wistfully, but then smiled and patted my knee. “But if it weren’t for your father, I wouldn’t have you. So I’m grateful in the end.”
Personally, I found it hard to be grateful for anything that man had done. He’d been nothing but a user and manipulator his entire life, too driven by greed to think about anyone but himself.
“Still,” Lilith went on, “it hurts to watch the pack that once belonged to my family crumble under a man who doesn’t know how to manage money and who has no sympathy for his people. Often, I do wish I could take my rightful place as Alpha. But…” She gestured to herself, indicating her situation. “It’s impossible.”
I chewed on the inside of my cheek, considering this for a moment. Surely there had to be something we could
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do–if only we could break this curse and find a way to reveal our true identities without hurting anyone. Then, my mother and I could take back Stormhollow.
Just then, my lovely bunkmate wandered into the kitchen, yawning and stretching. I watched her through my lashes as she slumped over to the fridge and pulled out a container of leftovers.
Satisfaction coursed through me as she took a bite, chewed, then made a sour face and spat the food out into the
sink. “Who tampered with the food?!” she shouted, holding up the container. “Someone put vinegar all over
this!”
“Vinegar?” Lilith whispered in my ear. “Was that what I saw you dumping in that container earlier?”
“Sure was.” I resisted the urge to smile.
Suddenly, the maid whirled on another servant nearby–a young girl with enormous eyes and curly red ha was you, wasn’t it?” the maid barked. “You’re trying to poison me, you vengeful bitch!”
It
The maid reached for the other servant’s hair with a feral snarl despite the girl’s protests. She began to drag the
poor girl over to the back door.
But before anything bad could happen, Alexander suddenly swept into the room with a thunderous expression.
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