It was good to be back home instead of staying in the hospital.
I have been discharged two weeks ago and I'm trying to catch up with life itself.
I just can't believe I lost memories of my four years.
Sometimes I kept on wondering what it was like when I was eighteen or even my 21st birthday.
Whether I was being kissed before or not within those years because according to my available
memories I have never been in any relationship.
So I must have met Matteo or any other guy within those years. There was no sign to show anything of
my past or a dream to hint on my past like I've read in some books.
It was nothing like I haven't even lived on this world for 4 years. Like I was someone with no trace, my
young memories are there but not my adulthood self.
A baby's wailing pull me out of my thoughts. I look across the room and find my brother waking up in
his crib.
He and my dad is all I have now, the absence of my mother was still shocking for me.
Everytime someone or even my dad talk about it I always try and change the subject.
Maybe I am still not accepting the fact that my mother is gone. To be honest I am scared to face my
own emotions so instead of talking it out I hid everything inside of me and avoid the death of my mom.
Her funeral will be held tomorrow but still I'm not even in the state to see her.
Oh hell if people think I'm a heartless daughter who never shows up to see her mother at our pack's
mortuary but I'm really scared. My father is the only one going there and make arrangements for my
mom's funeral along with my mate's help while I just sit here in the house.
Speaking of Mate, Matteo and I never saw each other after the night I embarrassed myself mistaking
my brother for our pup.
I never saw him thereafter and it's funny, instead of getting close with him I am also avoiding him. Not
only from embarrassment but there were so many surreal emotions going on within me which I didn't
and wasn't ready to face them.
My brother is now my first priority and I need to be here for him and my dad who has been putting up a
brave face.
Therefore, avoiding Matteo and the topic of my mom's death doesn't mean I have to avoid my brother's
presence too.
In the past two weeks I have been taking some private class from Dr. Omalley's Mate on how to care
for a baby.
She has shown me how to hold him, feed him, change his diaper, bath him and so much more which I
was impressed.
Yet to think of my mom caring for me like this when I was young I push it all back and buried them
beneath the core of my being.
Avery's classes did really paid off as I am now a pro in looking after my brother.
"Hello there little one," I pick him and held him to my chest carefully.
"You have gain weight..and Ohhh you're cute baby" I keep on teasing him pinching his chubby cheeks
and he respond with a tired yawn.
I smile feeling really happy by just looking at him and I must admit that he's the best gift in our lives
now.
He's making me smile whenever I feel alone and at the same time taking my mind off from my mother's
death.
"Ahhh so adorable" another voice interrupts I look around there was no one
"gosh wish he's ours," the voice repeated.
Feeling like an idiot I forgot it must be Alera which I'm shocked she has finally came out of her mute
zone.
Yeah she has been ghosting me out but today it's a miracle to know she's I've within me.
"Wolfie" I try my link with her and earned a 'What the Fuck' from her in return.
I giggle to myself holding Wesley afraid to drop him on the floor. It's good to have my wolf back after all
it was hell to be myself without her.
"Welcome back" she rolls her eyes at me before doing an ovation bow in my head.
I look back at my baby brother pinching on his chubby cheeks "so cute" I whisper kissing his forehead.
"Alera" she became silent as if she didn't just pop out of nowhere through our links.
"Do you remember what happened four years ago?" I ask and she told me no.
I keep on pushing her to tell me but she ended up screaming that she knew nothing of it too. She's also
in the haze of confusion she aid through our links that she wish to remember but she doesn't too.
"That makes two of us" I mumble and paid my attention back to my brother who is now smiling in my
arms.
"Why did you not talk to me in the past two weeks"
"I was trying to find my link to you," she whimpers covering her eyes with paws.
"It was so blury and foggy. I think I was lost when you lost memories not until you say cute and I felt
your happiness pulling rme right back. It was like every barrier came down and I turn to find you
standing there with him. So I jump right back in your body" she explains then sigh under her breath.
"At least we're back together" I told her
"you're saying as if we were in a relationship" she shook her head.
"Well, you're my wolf and we're partners in crime" she smile scratching her paws.
"Right welcome us back to life, now let's kick some ass and break some heart" she happily suggested
"are you referring to our Mate?"
"duh anyone in our way" she retort in a dull voice and I laugh at that.
I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
There could be two people who comes in our house it's either my mate or my dad. Yet seeing Wesley
not wiggling around I knew then it wasn't my dad.
My brother is one weird baby and that's our secret. He always knew when my dad is home.
At first I thought it was strange but constantly he's been doing it wiggling and clapping his hands
whenever my dad's comes home.
I brace myself for my mate's presence pondering if it was so weird to talk to him since I ghost him out
two weeks ago.
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