CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Rohan's pov It's been three days and I still haven't spoken to my father, he has been taking his sweet time and I was still recuperating from my injuries, even when my wolf agreed to heal me, it meant taking its sweet time. 'You are lucky I am healing you, you son of a bitch" he spat before retreating back to the barrier. Okay… there is that. He hates me now. I ignored him for now, I had bigger fishes to fry. Like finding out what my father knew, he has been keeping his distance because he knew I would crawl on my knees and beg in order to get the information I needed. I went downstairs after bathing, being careful because of my injuries. It was a painful time for me, I don't know why my wolf had decided to add to my pain. 'Hey baby, you doing okay?" my mom asked when I was at the bottom of the stairs. I could see the pity in her eyes and I just wasn't ready for that right now. 'Yes, I am hungry" I answered back 'Good because I made breakfast, French toast" she said about to turn back to the stove when she said 'Your sister is having breakfast with that Mitchell boy again, I hope whatever going on between them is not serious" she warned. Oh mom, if only you knew. I could throw Camilla under the bus but her punishment would be ten times sweeter than mine. A lot of squealing and questions about her mate. She didn't reject him so that is a bonus on her side. I was almost tempted to spill the beans but I knew Camilla wouldn't appreciate it and would see it as betrayal. Even when she knew I rejected my mate, she still didn't say anything to anybody so I guess I should hold off on telling mom for now. My mom placed a plate of French toast and coffee in front of me, I thanked her but she just ruffled my hair. 'Mom! I am grown now!" I whined. 'Yet you still whine like a baby" she said as she laughed at my pout. 'Good morning" my dad greeted my mom kissing her on the cheek. 'EW! Get a room" I groaned. They were always doing this in front of Camilla and I each time we were having breakfast. 'When you find your mate, you can do the same too" my dad commented. I knew the jab was coming before it landed. 'Oh wait, you rejected her" he said chuckling dodging the newspaper my mom chucked at his head. 'Stop it!" she scolded. 'Fine!!!" he agreed giving me a look that said it wasn't over My dad had a playful side to him which he enjoyed and he hated getting angry. When he did, we always avoided him like a plaque. I knew he was feeling sorry for his losing his temper and he had tried to apply healing balm on it but it was just weird. I couldn't have another man rubbing my chest so I called my mom to do it anyway. I wasn't mad at my dad for that, he was just trying to let me know that he cared enough to want the best for me. 'Dad, can we talk?" I finally broke He just smiled at me and pretended not to hear what I just said, I knew he wanted me to say it again. 'Dad!" 'Yes? What can I help you with?" he finally turned to me. 'Stop playing, you know what I want" I told him. 'Do I? Hmmm" he said putting a hand under his chin. My mom watched the exchange with an amused look on her face, she knew my dad was pulling my legs so I would beg him. And with the way it was going, it clearly was working. 'Dad please, I need to make things right" I told him finally. He turned to look at me clearly now, he knew I was finally serious asking for those missing pages. 'You sure you are ready for this?" he asked 'Yes, dad. I am ready to hear the rest of the story" I told him sincerely 'Okay then, let's go for a walk then" he suggested I wolfed down my breakfast then followed him out the door with a slight limp to my walk. My dad started with when he was a child, 'You see when I was a child and my parents would tell me stories of mates and different stories of how they met, I would always assume that they were made up just to make sleeping time for us kids. I never believed any of them till I met your mother in college. She was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, so full of life and down to earth. And she was human…" He paused to let that sink in, 'What?!" I exclaimed. This is not where I saw this story going at all. My mom was human? She was actually human when she met my father? My dad watched me with a smile as the information sank in my head, this was certainly a lot to take in. 'Dad, how come you never told us the story?" I asked him My parents made it their mission to tell us every story a wolf wanted to hear but conveniently left out theirs? 'Because I never for once thought your mate would be human and I figured if you had problems, you will come tell me as your father" he said I smiled sheepishly, that one was on me. It was wrong of me to try to handle this by myself when I knew nothing about it. 'Yeah, that one is on me" I told him 'Anyways, your mother and I got along really well, I didn't want to tell my parents either but I figured I had to see for advice somehow but for now I decided to just go with the flow. We hung out, did lots of exciting things together and it wasn't long before I fell in love with your mother. And judging from the way she was looking at me, she was there too. It was pure bliss, finding that one person you get to share the rest of your life with, that person for me was your mother and I was it for her too. But there was one thing holding us back and that was my true form. How do I tell the woman that I loved that I had the ability to change into an animal? I was so scared of the results when I haven't told her yet that I started pulling away from her both emotionally and physically, it was pure torture not being completely honest with the one I loved. There were only two choices for her, remain with me or leave me and the first option was winning from my opinion. I was lost and I didn't know what to do in this situation, I didn't want your mom to leave me. I would be lost without her, she was what completed me. I decided to go to my father, I was hesitant at first but I had to do it if I wanted to be happy for the rest of my life. I told my father everything and he said to me 'Son, you just have to man up and tell her what you are and if she chooses to leave then that's her loss. Why don't you give her a chance to choose what she wants" I took his advice and went back to her to tell the truth of what I was. It wasn't easy, that point could determine if I was going to have a mate or be mate less for the rest of my life. I told her everything and she just stared at me like I had gone crazy, she burst into laughter and all of a sudden she started shouting at me accusing me of making up stories because I had been hesitant and it was obvious that I wanted to breakup with her. I just shifted into my wolf in order to show her I was saying the truth and when I shifted back, she was frozen solid on the floor. Her eyes wide and her mouth hanging open with disbelief. I made a move to go to her when she screamed at me to get away from her, the look on her face is one I couldn't forget, like I was going to maul her. And that broke my heart more than the thought of her leaving, the fact that she thinks I would do anything to hurt her. She broke down and started crying, I couldn't comfort her because she wouldn't let me come close to her, and I decided to ignore her and take her in my arms anyway when she screamed again and ran out in the dark. I spent the whole night looking for your mother but I couldn't find her, she didn't call or text her whereabouts. She was just gone. I spent the few weeks trying to locate her but nothing pulled through, I was getting lean and sick, my wolf was dying slowly without your mother being there. The mate bond was slowly chipping away with my life. I was plain miserable. My luck came when she came to find me instead, she apologized for her initial reaction saying, 'I am sorry I ran out on you, all these why I knew there was something wrong but I couldn't pinpoint it at all, I made my research from the little clues you left all over and I refused to believe such things exists. All the novels I read were just fantasies, there was absolutely no way werewolves existed. When you finally showed me, I was so scared you were going to turn out like those ones in the books and I ran but the few weeks I was away, I thought of our time together and if you wanted to hurt me then you could have but you didn't. I came to tell you that I love you and being a wolf won't change that." I was so elated from what she said that I hugged her, I felt complete and content with it. I told her the reason why I was looking so terrible, I couldn't live without her and I was okay with that. I took her to meet your grandparents and they were so happy it worked out in the end but there was only one problem and that problem was the law. Humans and werewolves couldn't mate, it was a law that rendered so many people mate less and dead over the years but over my dead body would I let it happen to me not while I have found happiness. I talked to your mother and she started researching, my parents were making enquiries of their own and I was traveling from pack to pack searching for someone who had gone through this sort of thing. We were running out of time, we were all hitting dead ends when your mother suggested something out of the ordinary. According to her, she has been reading werewolf's books for as long as she has been reading and the only way the humans were able to be with their mate was if the wolves bit them on the full moon to turn them into werewolves too. We all laughed at the idea but at this point we were willing to try anything, we were getting desperate. The full moon was the next day and your mother could die if care was not taken. We were willing to try to see if we could get results. It was only your mother, your grandparents and I that knew about the ritual, we were to do it secretly to avoid attracting attention.