Chasing His Betrayed Luna - Chapter 166: Chapter 166

Fiona
To people that don’t know how the white wolves operated and managed the hidden pack, I could come off as an overreacting bitch who feels entitled.
But I wasn’t.
I knew how Mia Lu and the other elders held their history dearly. They used to hold classes for the kids just to teach them the history of the white shade pack. Mia Lu used to gather everyone on a field just to tell them stories about the white shade pack while the scribes would write these tales in journals, and keep them safe in the hut library where Kyle had spent most of his time during our stay in the hidden pack.
Knowing this is why I was certain that even the kids in the pack would have seen the photograph that Kyle claimed was similar to the one I was holding and even though the kids couldn’t connect the dots, the grown-ups would have known.
Yet they all chose to keep it to themselves even though I asked them if they could help me find my parents.
I asked the elders in particular and they all lied to my face.
If Kyle could find the bigger photograph then it must have been accessible to everyone but me.
But why?
Why would they go so far as to keep my origin from me?
All I asked for was to know the identity of my parents.
“W-where did you get that from?” Lori stuttered after a long ass minute of silence.
As much as I wanted to tell her that I found it in a box that my dead mother must have left with Dakota before she died, I was too angry to say those words.
Angry that Dakota never gave this box to me.
Angry that she died before I got the box and now I couldn’t ask her why she didn’t give me the box.
Angry that I didn’t open the box immediately it was given to me by a naivePhoebe.
Mad at myself because I was too gullible to connect the dots that my little boy could connect within minutes. Kyle didn’t figure out the truth but he led me to it.
I snarled at Lori because I could recall the elders telling me that they didn’t know anything about me even though they all must have seen the photograph of two people that I resemble.
“It doesn’t matter where I got it from! You lied to me! All of you lied to my face when you told me that you couldn’t trace my background. How could you not know when you have seen these people and heard stories about them?” I lashed out.
“Relax, Fiona. Please-” Susanna begged me.
But I was beyond the edge. I said, “If you want me to relax, you will tell me who they are! Clearly, I’m related to them. They might not be my parents. Perhaps siblings or cousins who share the same features as me. I’m not sure but I’m damn sure many of you know them. So tell me who they are!”
A name would go a long way in filling the hole in my life. A family name would be more than enough to help me find my identity in a world full of many families.
I just wanted to know my family for goddess’s sake!
It took another minute of silence before the entire pack of white wolves who I had spent the entire month knowing, bowed their heads in unison and chorused, “We beseech you to forgive us, Great White wolf.”
The electrifying feeling that came with their apology melted the icy rage I carried in my chest but that wasn’t enough to make me forgive them.
Within seconds, the kids and the teenagers were led away from the living room where they had all gathered for the meeting we walked in on. I was left alone with the elders and other adults and again, they apologized.
“I get it. You are sorry but answer my question. Please.” I begged them as well.
Curiosity was choking me right before them and with Katie and Kyle gone, I could finally be fully expressive.
To my surprise, Jeremy was the one who opened the lid of truth, “You are right, Fiona. Those are your relatives. In fact, they are your parents and we all knew from the second you were found and brought into our pack.”
“Then why lie to me? Why deceive me?” I cried.
I just had to cry.
I was frustrated. I was tired of feeling the brunt of betrayal. Goddess, I thought I was done with that life.
“Because they are dead and your living relative didn’t want you to know who you are and the responsibilities you have to fulfill,” Otis answered this time.
Otis’s response confused me as I looked at everyone in the room, searching for the living relative… Anyone that I resembled. But no one looked like me even though they all had white hair.
“What living relative?” I asked impatiently. “From what I was told, all the Seers died, or was that a lie as well?”
“Do you remember the dynamic of blood relation and ability relation that existed in White Shade Pack?” Lori answered my question with a question that triggered my memories.
I recalled how they explained relations to me back at the hidden pack and it drew on me, “Someone I share blood with but not ability?”
“Yes, Fiona.” Even Ross knew more than enough to answer my question despite his age.
“Then who is this person? Why does he or she feel like they can keep me away from the truth?” I queried, trying not to develop hatred for the one person that was truly family…. by blood.
Another moment of unbearable silence struck the room. I let my eyes shift from one elder to the next, lingering on Susanna who wasn’t looking at me because of guilt. I also felt Lucas’s presence beside me before I stepped away, moving closer to Susanna.
I said to her, “Tell me, Suzy. Who is this person?”
Of course, she had her personal issues to deal with and I wouldn’t have thought of doubting her or pushing her like this if I didn’t find out she was one of the many liars I loved.
Gosh, that hurts.
But thankfully she answered me but her response swept my feet off the earth and I crumbled into the icy lake of shock. “It’s Mia Lu.”
Right there, I realized Lucas was right. I needed rest and I should have taken more than to rest because I lost every bit of energy as Susanna’s words echoed around me.