CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE

Avilla's pov I was content with where I was, spending every day with Vladimir was a dream come through. I was happy and my wolf was happy too. I was worried about my wolf, the way she lugged Sophie across the bathroom all was something I didn't understand. I knew she was angry at both of them because they slept together but violence was not the answer. The damn wolf didn't even feel guilty one bit. I didn't feel guilty either but the idea that my would might feel guilty would make me feel better but I am happy I got my warning across. That bitch would think twice before thinking of challenging me ever again. I showed her! It was one thing to sleep with my mate knowing it was going to hurt me but taunting me with it was a step too far. Yesterday, Vladimir and I got to know ourselves the more and all I can say is that he is too good to be true, but he was the perfect gentleman and the perfect mix of cold and hot. He was gently with me but cold to others, he paid attention to just me and he always bothered me with care, I liked it. I haven't heard from Rohan and I haven't heard from Camilla since she told me she was going to tell Mitchell about her tonight. I advised her to wait a little before spills the beans. I know Mitchell loved Camilla and wanted to officially ask her out but I couldn't tell that because then I would ruin the surprise he had planned for her. I didn't know any other way to talk her out of it without revealing anything. My phone pinged with a message from Vladimir and the sweetest smile graced my face, each time I received a message from him, my hearts skips because he says the sweetest things but this time it wasn't a sweet message, it was the kind of message that brought a frown to my lips. He was going back? He wanted to talk to his father about us. Awn that is so sweet. He included that he left his brother to protect me, it was so sweet of him to still protect me even when he isn't here. I texted him back telling him I would miss him and he should hurry up and come back. He sent me back an emoji. I was smiling sheepishly on my phone. I headed downstairs to drink water when I heard my aunty talking to someone on the phone. It sounded like a pretty heated argument and I listened to her on end. 'I don't know how long I can keep hiding the truth from her" she said hotly. 'I don't care what your plan is but I am tired of keeping my mouth shut, I am telling her and I don't care if you approve or not!" she said before she ended the call. I watched her from the top of the stairs wondering who she was talking to, she was pacing and muttering to herself. 'You okay aunty?" I asked her as I came down. She let out a little scream 'Avilla, you scared the crap out of me" she said placing her hand on her chest. I ignored her antics and focused on what is important, 'who were you talking to?" I asked her. She flushed guiltily before regaining her composure, 'no one" she said quickly. I narrowed my eyes at her, 'what truth?" I asked again. 'I said nothing!" she snapped. Oh so that's how we are doing it? 'You think hiding the truth from me is making you innocent in my eyes but the truth is you are ruining my life. Whenever you decide to tell me something about my life when you feel like it then I would hate you for being part of the problem I have had so far." I told. She paled a little but I paid no attention to her as I went into the kitchen to take water. 'Avilla, wait!" she called out to me. I ignored her as I rummaged through the fridge for something cold to drink, grabbing a bottle of water and heading back upstairs. 'They were not your parents" she said suddenly. I froze in my tracks as my brain processed the words. 'W…what? What?" I asked as I turned to meet her guilty eyes. 'What did you say?" I asked her again. 'They were not your parents" she repeated. I sank down to the ground in despair. "I don't understand" I told my aunty in a somber voice. "It's a long story and you are going to want to hear it" she said in a patronizing tone. "I want to hear it" I nodded at her. "Good" It all started when my sister met her mate, it was forbidden just like with you and Vladimir. He was a vampire and he was intent on getting your mother. She came to me seeking for advice and I told her that she shouldn't let anything stand in her way of happiness. it turns out that vampires were a little bit more uptight than wolves because as soon as they mated, he was banned from his clan and they became targets and always on the run. They never stayed in a place for too long and I was always up to date with their whereabouts. When they had you, they dropped you with my other sister and her mate because of the threat, they are the people you grew up calling them parents. They used the odora leaves to cover up your scent and what you are to avoid them coming for you. That is why you grew up as human. We didn't want to tell you because opening up a lot of secrets could lead to exposing them, I am sorry." she said. I felt tears stream down my face as I processed her words, they hurt. "What about my real parents? Where are they?" I asked her. "I don't know" she said bowing her head. I left her there and raced up to my room to cry there. I let out all my frustrations on my pillow. I cried so hard for the deceit and betrayal for my parents. I couldn't hate them. When they were trying to protect me, how could I hate them? And what did Aunty Beatrice mean by what I am? I am a wolf, why would they want to kill me? Who wants to kill me? I rocked myself in a sitting position. All this was too much for me to bear, I still needed more answers from my aunt but I was too devastated to ask her anything right now.