Chasing His Betrayed Luna - Chapter 184: Chapter 184

Fiona
Since I found my mom’s journal, I have been reading it every day. I got to know a lot about my parents and how they loved each other… how they loved me but one of the topics I haven’t been able to read about was my ability as a Seer.
Unlike other abilities that I could learn and master as my father’s daughter, I didn’t have anyone to teach me how to handle, control, or use my Seer abilities because I was the last living Seer.
But the letter that was placed neatly at the back of my mom’s journal was about to answer my questions and act as a guide. Of course, I didn’t know that until I broke the red seal on the envelope.
My breath hitched and my fingers trembled as I pulled out the long piece of paper within the envelope. My ears scanned the content before I started reading from the top;
“A war is coming your way, Fiona, and I can only pray that you would find this letter before the war rip your soul apart like it’s about to do to me… your father… your family… your pack…”
That was how the letter started and I choked on my own tears because she called me by my name. She had given me a name even before the great war. That told me that I wasn’t a mistake.
I held back the tears and continued reading;
“The war that will rip us away from you is knocking and I have tried to save us for your sake but I know I’ll fail. I have seen it and I know you will be the only one from our small family that will survive, Fiona Seer King. I’m sorry I couldn’t raise you like I would. I’m sorry your dad and I won’t be there and I’m so sorry for the kind of life you will have to live before the truth reveals itself to you… or maybe you would find it.”
The tears I was trying to hold back flowed freely and gushed down my cheeks like a dam had just broken. The pain I felt when Susanna was in my head was nothing compared to what I was feeling right there in my bedroom.
I sobbed quietly for a while but soon wiped my eyes so I could keep reading;
“I got the chance to meet various versions of you. I have seen you in many of my visions, Fiona. You were fully grown in one and you looked so much like me even though Kennedy left his marks on you. He’d have loved to see you grow. I would have loved that too…”
I noticed the discoloration on that spot and soon realized that when my mom was writing this letter, she was crying and her tears stained the paper. She cried just like I was doing and yeah, that made me cry harder.
“It’s hard not to digress as I’m so emotional at the moment, baby. You’re my baby and I wouldn’t get to hold you, sing to you, or shower you with love. You are my baby yet I won’t be there. Just know that I love you and I’m grateful for the visions that showed me who you would be in the future…”
Saying I lost it would be an understatement.
I lost my will to hold back my emotions and soon became a wailing mess.
The letter fell from my hand and I hit my chest, in an attempt to reach the ache in my heart. This was the real definition of unbearable pain. This was pain in its real sense and I hated that I was feeling like this even though I would forever hold on to my mother’s last words to me.
I wished my dad had written a letter for me as well but he was no Seer and perhaps he didn’t know about the future like my mom did. Perhaps she didn’t tell him-
“Yes, it’s painful but please focus, Relia. She said a war is coming and I don’t think she is talking about the great war. There’s something more.” Inara urged me, her voice shakily as she was just as emotional as I was.
“That letter is making me-” I didn’t even get to finish before another wave of tears hit me.
Inara bopped her head within my mind as she said, “I know everything. I feel the same, Relia.”
“I need a minute,” I said to my wolf.
But it took more than a minute for me to pick up the letter again and my eyes found the next paragraph which reads;
“However, this vision also showed me that you are destined to fight in a war because your father and I failed to put an end to it now. I saw you fighting. You had the white wolves with you which tells me some of our people will survive and you had a man with you, Fiona. A man you seem to love so much because when he fell in battle, you fell too—”
Lucas…?
Did she see Lucas and me?
Could she be talking about the same war I saw in my vision?
When and where did she write this letter?
“How is that even possible? Can we see that far into the future?” I asked myself as I fixed my eyes on the letter, digging for
answers.
And I could only hope I find answers… all of it.