Chapter 165: A Mothers Love
"She doesn’t love me, then why would she curse her own daughter for eternity... I cannot go back to my mate because of this, for my fate of love has been mismatched to a man I do not love or even see that way, what greater curse is that? When your own mother wishes you unhappiness, tell me! Is that a Mother’s love?"
At my heartfelt outburst, prolonged silence plagued us. My pain, my anguish, everything fell into the air and mixed around us, I panted because it took every bit of my strength to release such infatuation. It just hurt so much, and saying it out loud made it deeper.
The Handler’s brown eyes shone in sadness. "I do not know where you come from..." he began bringing his cup of tea to his lips, he breathed on the steam that came from the top due to the hotness. "...or what she has done to cause you so much pain," he settled the cup back on the table. "But I do believe every being has their reasons to be driven so far"
His brown eyes were on mine. "Tell me young Fox what could her reason possibly be for causing such a curse upon you?!"
My eyes trembled, and my teeth clenched together. "She hates him... and" I paused as my eyes were shocked.
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"Everything I have done was for you, to set an example," she said as her jaw tightened.
"No" I shook my head. I looked around. "I have to get out of here, away from you"
"Calm down child" she came to me.
"Stay away!" I barked. "What is this place, where am I?!" I demanded staring daggers at her.
She sighed. "Your Fox blood was triggered, in that very moment I called your soul here so that I can talk to you"