Mom was ready to die…
The tension between Uncle and Mom now made sense. For Uncle to agree, Mom must have convinced him somehow…
I knew as the years had passed, her missing Dad and feeling alone had grown. I would see her awake at night, sometimes walking around the mansion gardens. She was always staring off into space, and the amount of time she spent in Dad’s favourite spots was unnerving. But had she really come to that point where there was nothing worth living for?
Was I being selfish that it stung to know we weren’t enough?
Was I being selfish to want her to live?
Was I wrong for feeling angry that she didn’t talk to me about it or about this decision?
I looked at Delsanra lying in the bed. She didn’t have the love of her parents, didn’t she deserve some more time with Mom?
“Rayhan.”
Dante’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. I could feel my aura swirling around me, my eyes blazing as that storm within me only continued to grow into something that was getting out of control. Rage began overpowering all sense of logic. How dare they not tell me! Both she and Uncle. I had a right to know.
“Rayhan.” Dante glared at me, and I glared back. “Hear me out.
“What more do you want to say?” I growled.
“Well, nothing if you don’t want to hear it,” he shot back, frowning at me. I exhaled sharply.
“Don’t test me, Dante. I am pissed off.”
“I know, and I wouldn’t have told you if I didn’t have a plan,” he stated, walking around the bed. He sat on the other side of the bed, leaning against the headboard as if he owned the damn thing but making sure not to disturb Ahren, who was asleep in the centre of the bed. Mom had Sienna for the night.
“What plan?” I asked, narrowing my eyes. He looked up at the ceiling, then sighed.
“You must stop her.” I frowned.
“What?” Was he telling me to stop her from going tomorrow?
“You know, if I stop her, we will still lose someone?”
“It isn’t her time yet. She can’t go.”
Although I wanted to ask him what he meant, I knew he wouldn’t be able to tell me. From the way he was speaking, it was as if he was telling me the most he could. However, yeah, I agreed entirely that she couldn’t go.
“Explain.”
“Her time has not yet come. Before I explain further, I need you to promise you will do whatever I ask.” I raised an eyebrow.
“You want me to listen to a pup? You might ruin everything; you know this battle is crucial for everyone’s sake.” He glared at me.
“I am not a pup. I know it is important, but if you promise me that you will do as I say… then I’ll promise you…” He turned to look over at Delsanra, and his eyes filled with sadness before he looked back at me. “Then I promise I’ll let her go. I will try to get rid of my feelings.”
Seriously, was he trying to bargain with my own mate? I crossed my arms, frowning.
“She’s my mate, kid.”
“I know, but when I grow up, you know I can steal her,” he added arrogantly, making me glare at him, but then his eyes softened. “But I’m promising you all I can. Do you think I want to do this? I like her. She’s so pretty and kind…” He sounded like a child again with a crush on a pretty girl that he knew he’d never have, but I realised what he was trying to do, to show me that he really needed my help. He was giving up the only thing that would work on me by promising me that he’d back off from Delsanra.
“She is,” I said quietly. He nodded, and I felt bad for him. “What do you want me to do?”
“You promise to do whatever I ask?”
I wasn’t sure if trusting him blindly was smart, but it was the only option I had right then. If this was the only way to help Mom, then so be it.
