“Did you cry? What happened?” she stubbornly asked, which made me roll my eyes again. I looked at her. I saw her creasing her forehead while her arms were still crossed on her chest. She looked curious but still calm. Just the same Leila that I have always known.
I heaved a sigh. “It’s nothing, Leila. I just remembered my father, that’s all,” I lied, but it’s partly true. I just didn’t give her the details.
A part of me wants to keep the information about my father solely for myself. For now, there are still some things that I don’t know about the ambush. So I will have to talk to someone who knows what happened that night, and that person is the Alpha.
But I find it hard to approach him after what happened yesterday. Just thought of him would activate the drums within my chest.
I was taken aback when Leila spoke.
“Fine, if you don’t want to talk about it,” she said, shrugging as she turned her back on me. I pressed my lips together before focusing my attention on what I was doing again. I didn’t join the other omegas in serving breakfast. Instead, I went straight to the training room.
No one was there when I went in, so I was able to savor the silence and the peacefulness of the place. I sat on the small chair and examined the weapons on the wall. Then I started to recall, one by one, any information I had in store before my father went to that ambush. Aside from that hug and the seeming goodbye speech, I tried remembering his disposition the last time we met before the ambush.
My forehead creased when I started to remember something.
“Where are you going, father?” my younger self asked my father, who was getting ready for their fight later.
He gently smiled at me. “I will be ending an act, Celine. I will bring peace to the world,” he said, caressing my hair before kissing my forehead.
I stared at the air blankly. Wait, yes, I remember him saying about ‘ending a certain act’ Back then, it was just nothing for me because I was naive, and I didn’t really care about the relations of the pack with the other pack, but now, thinking about it…
My eyes widened when I realized something.
Shit. A certain act? Could it be that what he meant was the act of our pack? But it doesn’t make sense! If he was ending the act of the Crest Moon, then why would they fight against the Blood Moon?
Oh my god. I cannot believe this. Have they turned the real story around? If so, then my father. Shit, could it be that my father…
I groaned when I felt my head aching again. Fuck. The information was too much, and I properly processed it. It was so confusing! If there’s one thing that I am sure of, that is that the Blood Moon might actually be the one telling me the whole truth, and if that’s the case, then Crest Moon is a liar, and they have been depriving me of the truth of my father’s death! Now, it gets more confusing! What really happened to my father if the story was the actual opposite of what I have been told?!
“What are you doing here?”
“Oh fuck!”
Chapter Thirty-Nine
I felt like a bucket of ice was poured into me when I saw Alpha Lucas a few meters away from me. His dark and deep blue eyes were piercing through me.
“A-Alpha Lucas!” I uttered in surprise.
I didn’t expect to see him here at all!
He raised a brow at me as he slowly sauntered towards me. My heart immediately began thumping at the sight of him.
“What are you doing here alone? You’re not even training,” he said.
I averted my eyes from him, trying to calm my violent heart as he closed his distance between us. Damn it. Why do I always feel this way whenever he’s near?
“Uhh…” I bit my lip when no word came out of my mouth. I know I said he was the only one I could get information from, but hell, this weird and odd feeling of mine was freaking standing in my way! I can’t seem to talk with Lucas this close.
“What is it, hmm?” he probed as his hand gently touched my arm.
My eyes darted in his hand as I felt my heart summersault. I felt the electrifying sensation all over my body when our skin touched.
Then, I turned my eyes on him and was immediately greeted by his pair of blue eyes… gingerly staring at me as he awaited my response.
“Uhmm…” And I didn’t know how to say it. I felt my face heating up as I looked him in the eyes. His forehead creased even more while he was studying my face.
“Say it, Celine,” he said with authority. I blinked multiple times before pressing my lips together. I gathered all my courage before I spoke.