Page 26 of Wolf's Redemption

I felt betrayed, and I felt as if they played with me and almost got away with it. I didn't know why Chloe created all that lie, or what motives she and her mother had, or who they worked for.

I began to distrust everyone more, especially women, and I didn't allow myself to love anyone else.

My mother's voice brought me out of my trance. She wanted to know why we had reacted that way, and when she asked if we knew each other, Cathy pretended not to know me.

Her answer was cold and calculated, as if the instant she saw me, she decided to pretend I was a complete stranger. She was afraid, and I didn't know if she was scared of me or what I represented to her.

Being a member of another pack, she shouldn't be with the Luna of another alone. If my father had been here, this would possibly have been a problem because my father was a man of tradition, and he would have asked for an immediate audience with her father.

I confessed to knowing her and knew that my mother would listen to what Cathy had to say and let her explain the rest so slowly it all began to fall into place. She was no longer one of the Sith Pack. She had exiled herself and began to forge her own destiny.

Having her in front of my eyes seemed unreal because, after the incident with Chloe, I sent a private investigator to find out everything he could about Cathy, but he didn't find her. In his report, he said no one in the Sith Pack knew anything about Cathy's whereabouts. I didn't give up, and I looked with other investigators, and they all gave me the same answer. That's when I decided to make my life and forget about her, but no matter how hard I tried, her face always appeared in my dreams, and I woke up at night thinking about her, her scent, her body, and how I made her mine that night.

My mother began to connect the dots and played her moves and started to play cupid. The way she spoke, the way she looked at Cathy, she was considering her to be her successor, and the fact that she was the daughter of an Alpha, made her the perfect candidate for the role.

Neither Cathy nor my mother knew that she was actually my mate, the woman I was destined to share my life with.

My mother did the usual. She made up an excuse to leave us alone. The other times she had done this, I always felt uncomfortable. This time it was different, I longed to be alone with her, and when we finally were, I took the initiative to break the ice to catch up and see if I could win her over.

I knew what I had to do, and I also decided to do it no matter what. She'd be mine, and nothing in this world would stop us from being together.

Cathy had also changed her style. Her hair was shorter, she had gained some weight, and her hips looked rounder. She was a woman that any man would wish to have. She wasn't the same girl I met at the hotel, but she was still fascinating, but what didn't change was her character. I could see that inside her was still the sassy, rebellious girl who spoke her mind no matter the consequences.

"I want to ask you out," I said, "It doesn't have to be a date. It can just be a casual outing to share a little and have some drinks."

"I don't know if I have time, I have my business, and besides that, I have..." she paused. "other important responsibilities to attend to."

"Then let's make the most of it while you're here," I continued.

"I won't be here for long."

Cathy was turning down all my invitations, and every time I tried to look her in the eye, she looked in another direction.

"I'm going, to be honest," I said, "I want to be with you."

Cathy raised an eyebrow. "Weren't you engaged?"

"No, it's a long story, but I didn't get married. Actually, we broke up," I said.

"I get it now; that's why your mother left us alone," she said assertively. "I'm so sorry you couldn't get married, but I'm not looking for a relationship right now, let alone with you."

She left me speechless. Did I say something wrong? Did I disrespect her in some way?

"May I know why?"

"It's nothing personal," she said. "Right now, I'm focusing on my business, and I have a lot to do, and a relationship would be a distraction."

"But having someone to support you can lighten up a bit."

"Do I sound like the kind of woman who needs help... or the woman who dreams of finding her charming prince? No, I'm not," she replied.

She was trying to push me away by treating me like that. It was obvious that she was afraid of something. Maybe it was the commitment or being involved with Werewolves again.

"Let's start over. I'd like to know you better. What do you like to do in your free time?"

"I don't have much free time, really, but I enjoy cooking and learning new cooking recipes. It's like designing perfumes. You add a little of the proper spice, and the food changes taste completely," she said in a flowing manner but then shut down again.

"I like to travel. I find it fascinating to learn about different cultures." I shared.