Chasing His Betrayed Luna - Chapter 163: Chapter 163

Fiona
“Oh, Luna Fiona. You are back.”
I heard that voice as soon as I opened the door to the apartment. My eyes found Maya, Zealina’s daughter, standing beside the couch Susanna was still lying on even though it had been hours since I left for training without her.
As if Maya could read my mind, she etched with concern, “My mom asked me to bring food to Miss Susanna but Miss Susanna here has refused to eat.”
Goddess, Susanna.
For how long is she going to starve herself?
“Are you seriously doing this to yourself, Susanna?” I asked gently as I moved towards the couch even though my entire mind was on the box underneath my bed… the box I had long forgotten. I sat beside Susanna and said, “If I didn’t know any better I’d think someone died or you got rejected by-”
“Are you saying I’m overreacting?” Susanna muttered, still hiding her face as she snuggled on the couch.
I sighed and decided to choose my words carefully from now on. “No, Suzy but you are limiting yourself. The pack needed you today but you were not there. Mia Lu needed you-”
“I just want to be alone for now, Fiona. The pack will understand and Mia Lu will as well.”
I argued, “Not when she had fallen asleep and wouldn’t want Jeremy to be the only one making decisions-”
“What?” Susanna jumped off the couch when my words sunk into her. “Mia Lu is asleep? Do you mean spiritual sleep?”
“Yes, the spiritual sleep,” I answered a wide-eyed Susanna. “We all know Lori and Ross can’t be the only Elders relating with Jeremy. You and Otis have to be there. Even if you can’t live there, you have to show up for them because I can tell you that they are scared.”
Susanna’s guilt was evident in the air but guilt wasn’t the feeling I was hoping she would embrace. The sense and feeling of responsibility would have been perfect as it would have helped her fight the feeling of helplessness that has been eating her away since last night.
“I need to go, Fiona. I will be back later in the evening.” Susanna said to me and I hugged her before asking Maya to go with her and help her pack a few of her belongings if Susanna wanted to move into this apartment.
Maya smiled, “Gladly, Luna Fiona. It’s an honor to be under your command.”
My brows nearly hit my forehead as I watched the eager teenager. I knew she felt indebted to me but I also didn’t want her to spend the rest of her life trying to please me or repay me…
But at the moment, that was by the way.
As soon as Susanna and Maya left, I dashed to the bedroom and when I entered the bedroom, I threw myself on the floor, looking under the bed and pulling out the medium-sized box that I didn’t even remember to take with me when I thought I was leaving Drak Moon for good. “It’s a good thing we forgot it or the box and its contents would have turned to ashes just like our other belongings,” Inara said to me, referring to the accident that claimed everything we owned but our lives.
Using my hand to wipe the dusty surface of the box, I agreed with my wolf, “It’s a good thing.”
Although I said that and also recalled rushing to the box just so I could see what was inside, I sat down on the floor with the box in front of me and in between my parted legs, in silence for about three minutes, just staring at the box and wondering if opening it would be a blessing or a mistake.
I was scared.
Heck, I was terrified as my heart throbbed loudly.
“Just open it, Relia.” Inara encouraged even though she was just as anxious if not more.
I inhaled deeply and held my breath as I opened the box with one click.
I choked on my own breath when I saw some of Dakota’s belongings at the top. I saw her favorite dress and a couple of her notes on healing techniques which I believed Pheobe should have taken as they were more useful to her and I found some of the jewlries Dakota valued the most when she was alive.
With tears in my eyes, I took my time with the materials that reminded me of Dakota but when I found a smaller box within the box, I wiped my tears away, curiosity taking over me.
“This box seemed stronger.” Inara pointed out.
And she was right. Although smaller, the box was so much stronger than the first one.
However, that wasn’t as shocking as the engraved words on the top of the smaller box- WHITE SHADE.
I blinked repeatedly, staring at the two words that I knew too well.
This box has to be from the extinct pack and there was only one person from that pack that I was certain came in contact with Dakota.
My mother.
So this box has to be-
I stopped thinking and quickly opened the box with a key I found close to it. Due to my shaky hands, a few things fell out of the box before I could get my nerves under control. One is an old photograph of two people.
A man and a woman, holding each other and smiling as if they had no worries.
And somehow, I looked like both of them.
I shared their features.
Stormy blue eyes from the man, straight pointed nose from the woman, and— and-
Inara beat me to it as she said, “And your face is from her.”
That’s right. I was a replica of the woman in the picture yet shared a dashing resemblance to the man.
I think I just found my parents… in a photograph.