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Maevryn’s POV

I laid in the infirmary bed waiting for the results to come back.

Poisoned?

Why would Nythera poison me?

I thought those meds helped me. They calmed me down.

They kept the voices, the shadows, the panic... manageable. Something wasn't right, they weren't telling me the whole truth.

The door opened slowly. Lucian walked in with a strange heaviness about him, like his shoulders carried more than just grief.

He looked tired.

Sad.

“The results are back,” he said, quietly.

“It turns out… she’s been poisoning you this whole time. I should never have left you with her. I’m sorry. I wish I would have known who she was.. or how bad it would've been.. I would've kept you..”

That was it? He WOULD HAVE KEPT ME?

I sat up, my blood going from ice to fire in seconds.

“Why did you leave when you found out she was pregnant with me?” I snapped.

“Was I not good enough? Was I not what you wanted?” Lucian blinked, stunned.

"I genuinely don't understand, what the fuck made you leave me with her. You left her, and she took it out on me my whole life.” I clenched my fists to stop from screaming. But it didn’t help.

“Because of you I never had a full peaceful night's sleep. My mom treated me like SHIT FOR 15 YEARS BECAUSE OF YOU” I was shouting now. My voice cracked from the effort.

“I’ll never forgive you for this. You have me trapped in a place I don’t know, and you don’t even have the decency to tell me why you’re only showing up now, acting like you’re saving me?” I made exaggerated air quotes around the word saving, practically shaking with rage.

“You have no fucking rights, Lucian. None.”

His face contorted into a look of grief, anger and hurt.

Good, think about your actions asswipe.

“I want answers. Right now. And if you can’t give them to me, then let me go. Let me leave. I’ve already missed too much school. I swear to God, I’m going to lose my temper in a minute”

The room shuddered.

Like a wave of energy rippled out from my chest.

I froze.

I looked at Lucian as if he was the one who did that, he sighed as he sat on the edge of the bed.

“Answers are hard to give since you have no clue what your mother and I are…” he paused, taking a small breath,

“What you are, Maevryn”. He looked around the room as if he was looking for an explanation.

This man's batshit crazy.

I made a circular motion with my hand. “Spit it out before I break something. I mean it.” I wasn’t normally like this. I didn’t scream. I didn’t rage.

But ever since I got here, it was like something inside me had cracked open.

Like power was leaking through the walls of my soul. I’d spent fifteen years powerless… and suddenly I felt like I could burn the world down with a thought.

Yeah, I'm definitely crazy.

Lucian looks into my eyes, his emerald green flashing dark grey again. Why do his eyes keep doing that?

“You're a hybrid Maevryn.”

He looked at me waiting for me to freak out before he continued,

“The reason the room shook earlier—when you were yelling—that's because the aconite is out of your system. Your powers are no longer being suppressed. The shadows you’ve been seeing your whole life? The voices you hear? That’s not madness. That’s magic, you are a rare kind of witch.”

he looked at me hesitantly making sure i was taking in all the information he was telling me.

Am I going insane? A hybrid?

That's only in the books that's fairytale lore that can't be real.

But the rattling of the room has happened before, when I was off my meds.

but it's because I was so furious with my tormentors at school, or the one time at home..

“You turn sixteen in a month..” Lucian said. “Most shifters—pups—shift into their wolf forms by fourteen. But because of the aconite, your wolf never had the chance. We’re hoping… praying… she’ll emerge on your birthday. Under the full moon.”

I felt the world tilt beneath me.

Hoping she’ll emerge?

He continued, slowly.

“There’s more. Your mother was a high witch in her coven. But when they found out she was pregnant—and that we weren’t fated mates—they cast her out. Stripped her of her power.”

I swallowed hard.

So he didn't want me because they weren't I'm sorry mates?

“She’s not a typical witch. she used what she could to keep you small. Keep you contained.”

Lucian paused, eyes searching mine.

“There’s so much more, Maevryn. Do you want me to keep going? Or… would you rather walk the grounds while we talk? Take a breather?”

I looked at him half expecting him to tell me this is all a sick joke, but the sincerity in his eyes tell me this is unfortunately all true.

Is that why I was stronger and faster than everyone? Is that why if I was off my meds I had panic attacks because the power was surging and my heart was too weak to handle it? None of this makes sense.

My mom was a witch.. And she poisoned me.. My dads a werewolf..

She poisoned me to keep me tame.

I thought of Brinley’s words.

“Lucian’s Bet—friend.”

She’d caught herself. She was going to say Beta. I was right… Lucian was more than a man. He was an Alpha.

He was watching over me at my dads request.

Why hadn’t he stepped in before? Why did no one save me from my mother?

This had to all be just a sick twisted game that I've now become a pawn in…

I sat there for a minute processing everything this man just told me.

None of this made sense. I feel like I stepped into a looney bin, and people are living a fantasy.

None of this should be real. None of this should sit so well with me..

Like an answer I had been looking for, for my whole life.

But yet.. Somehow…

it all made sence..

sort of..

I’d been lied to. For fifteen years.

Could I ever forgive her? Forgive my father for abandoning me?

“Can you start from the very beginning please?”

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