Chapter 36

"You marked her?!" Andrew shouted from the stove, his eyes wide as he shook. I knew why he was reacting this way, afraid of my mother, of what she'd do to us. Wesley nodded slightly while still staring at me, both Philip and James mouth gaping open. "Without my fucking permission too." I shut my eyes while rubbing them until I saw stars, tears streaming down my cheeks. "Tell him." I looked up to Andrews hard face while shaking mine, even more tears coming. I was become such a cry baby, all it seems I could do was cry. "Tell him Emilia!" "No! I can't!" My voice cracked at the end, Wesleys gaze boring holes into me. "Tell me what?" He growled at both of us, my body shrinking in on itself involuntarily. The anger behind his eyes reminded me of my mother, and that's honestly what scared me the most. "Nothing!" I grunted back, my fingernails clawing at my wrists through my shirt. I squeezed my eyes shut as Andrew began slamming against the constant wall I kept up, my hands coming up to clutch my temples. I screamed in agony as he kept slamming against the wall, my own wolf betraying me and slamming back on the wall on her side. "No no no!" I screamed when Andrew hit the wall one last time and my memories came pouring out, filling the vision of everyone in he room with me. Every hit, threat, tear, everything came pouring out and filled the minds of those around me. I saw the day I first found out Wesley was my mate, the way my eyes lit up at his smile. The way he completely ignored me and kissed Paige, breaking my heart right there during Sophomore year of high school. The time I was in the bathroom sobbing when Paige came in with her friends, talking about how she could wait to be Luna and be marked by Wesley. How when she would meet her mate she'd reject him right away. How I sobbed even harder after she left, my heart breaking for both her mate and myself. How I helped Wesley kill Rogues relentlessly and all of the storms I caused. The hurricane junior year and the tornado earlier this summer. The tears I shed seemed to fill up the room and create an ocean that I was drowning in, I really was becoming a cry baby. The pain from the cuts my mother gave me, every threat she gave to me about the pack. Every detail of how she planned to kill the Alpha, my mate. Her plans to get into the pack, the multiple times she actually did get into the pack. The day Wesley found out I was his mate, both the happiest and worst day of my life. The cuts I gave myself afterwards, spiraling into an even worse depression. My self loathing, anger, and even worse how desperately I longed for Wesley. Then the Alpha that tried to rape me, the party, telling Wesley I loved him more than life itself. Where I found out Andrew was my brother and my father left us for his mate, and never found out about me. Every memory flashed by till last night came into view before everything finally came to a close. My eyes shut as I saw their gazes, pity and anger, sorrow and fury. I opened my mouth but nothing came out, my hand pressing to my mouth to try or suppress a sob. I turned to Andrew with fury in my gaze, his eyes watering. "They weren't supposed to find out this way!" "Emilia, I'm so sorry." I growled, the walls shaking as I tried to calm her down. But I was betrayed by her as well, I don't really know why she was as pissed as I was. I screamed before teleporting myself away from the room, finding myself in the forest by our home. Wesley hadn't said a word in the room before I left, instead giving me a heartbroken look. He looked confused, sad, angry, and broken all at the same time. It was my fault he felt like this, my fault I ever brought my sadistic mother into his world. Seems like everything was my fault these days. ***