Fated reborn - Chapter 63: Chapter 63

"Talk to me, Wyn." Varin looked at me again, raw emotions swimming in his eyes and I felt my own eyes well up.
"I've been keeping quiet because I sensed this was hard for you to talk about but I can't pretend not to see anything anymore." Determination set in his eyes and he took brisk steps towards me before plopping down on the bench.
"I heard what you and your sister we're bickering about." His words were low but they deafened me as soon as they came out. My eyes widened as I slowly turned to look at him- he was already staring back.
"Surprised? I more than good at lip reading and plus, I have really sensitive ears." He explained without me asking and I nodded away like some ghost.
"How much did you hear?" I whispered after I was able to find my voice.
"Everything I needed to hear."
"What is he talking about Wyn?" Trent asked, his brows knotted as he glanced between me and Varin.
"Lykania and I..." I started, but my voice trailed off. What do I say? Where do I even start?
"She attacked you, didn't she?" It was Varin. Both Trent and I's head snapped to him and his lips tilted up.
"I'm right, aren't I?" I tried to say something, anything but the words wouldn't come out and my lips remained sealed.
"Is this true Wyn? Then I guess Varin is right, you need to be clear with us because now I'm starting to think there are some things even I don't know," Trent let out. He looked pissed but worried all at the same time.
I turned away from both of them and thought. They were my friends and I knew they would help me if I spoke up, but there was only so much they could do.
I didn't think about that though, and took a deep breath, then let out the ragged breath the next moment. I would tell them... And so I did.
"... Wow... Just wow..." Varin stuttered, his eyes permanently drawn up as he tried to come to terms with everything I had said in the last hour.
"This shouldn't have surprised me as much as it did but I'm shook," Trent muttered as he shook his head.
"I can't believe that happened to you," Varin said, his eyes roamed over me as if looking for any sign of injury. He wouldn't find any too- they were almost always hidden beneath my clothes.
"How's your side?" Trent asked with concern.
"Fine, it doesn't hurt as much. But Lykania's arm is a different case." I cracked a smile to hopefully lighten the mood but Trent and Varin didn't find it the least bit amusing and my smile died at the awkward silence.
"How can you look them in the eye after everything?" Varin. He has been pondering for the longest time before he dragged his sad gaze to mine.
"I can understand tolerating your mother since she's just... There. But Lykania, your Father, how do you not just go up to them and punch them in the face?" Varin seemed more astonished than sad now and I didn't know what to say. It was a mystery to me too.
"I needed to bid my time and lashing out won't help anything," I said instead.
"But still, if I was the one in your situation, I probably would have killed them by now out of pure rage, Alpha family be damned."
"It's really messed up Wyn. I don't even know how you feel. My family wasn't the highest of rank but we loved each other and still do, I would be devastated if things had turned out like that." Trent this time. His eyes were drawn together as he regarded me.
"It's messed up, I know but I could never bring myself to kill them. I'm not a murderer and it would make me no different from them if I did such, even worse if you think about it," I told them.
I hated them, my Father especially and that was a fact. If they were ever to die, it wouldn't be by my hands but by someone else's. And it would be because of their cruelty.
We all sat in silence, but I had a feeling Trent and Varin just left me alone to be with my thoughts and to get lost in theirs.
"So, what are you going to do now?" Varin asked,while Trent peeked at me and waited.
"I'm not going to go through with my Father's order," I breathed out. It was the first time I was saying it out loud. I would be damned if I went back to Orion again after everything he had done to me.
"Really, how?" Trent quirked a brow before gazing at me again, then his brows furrowed together in thought.
"Your Father isn't the... Kindest of people..." He started to say,
"You can just say he's a mean person Trent, I won't get mad."
"Have you thought about the consequences? I mean, your Father isn't one to take things lightly if I'm correctly catching where this thing is heading." Varin stared hard at the rose bushes a few steps ahead of us before turning his burning gaze my way.
"... No?"
"No?" Varin looked at me like I had grown an extra head and I thought this was the first time I had truly caught him completely off guard. Most of the other times, he had had an inkling of what was going on, but now, even I didn't see my own answer coming.
"You're thinking of doing something dangerous and you haven't thought of where it could lead to if things go horribly wrong!" Trent let out and I squeezed my eyes shut and winced.
"Well... I haven't thought about it okay." And that was partially true. It was more like I hadn't thought that far ahead before.
Seeing Orion again had only been in my imagination for the longest time but finding out now that he could show up any time today got my mind reeling.
"Calm down," Varin ordered, then glanced from me to Trent, " both of you."
"Panicking won't solve anything now, we need a plan at least in case things go wrong," Varin suggested.
And with how chaotic things were going, things would most definitely go wrong.
Oh, moon goddess, help us.