Life After the Storm novel Chapter 70

LANDON'S POV

Once we get back, I'm nervous, not knowing if they will find us here or not. My father is such a ruthless man, all he wants is power. The strings that he went through to make all this happen is beyond me. How could I have been so stupid? I should have known better, but I was just blinded by all of it. All of this time, my mother was right.

I knew I was different from all the other wolves, but I just played it off like I was no different. I just wanted to be like everybody else. I didn't tell anybody that I was different, I didn't even know what I was. I tried to ignore all that was happening. I was afraid of the truth, I chose to stay clear of it. 

My mother told me stories, but I never believed her. I thought she was crazy. Once I found my mate, I ignored my so-called powers and moved with her. When she was killed, my heart broke. I wanted to die too. I was at my lowest point, so I decided I wanted to die. I went to the top of wicked falls and jumped. Only to find I came right back to life. 

That's when I realized that I was a healer. That's when I knew I needed to protect my son at all cost. Because most likely he was one too and if all the stories that my mother told me were true, that is when I realized he would need my protection. I felt like such a coward, tempting to leave my son without parents. That's when I vowed never to try to kill myself ever again.

Know matter how much pain I felt from losing my mate. I had to be there for my son like I should have been there from the beginning, but I was so lost in my grief. I never went back to my mother's. I was too embarrassed. I didn't want to admit she was right. What I know now, I wish I would have, but it's too late. 

My mother knew it all alone, but she did not tell me. It made me so angry that she kept it for me. She always said that she was protecting me from everyone else. I never knew what she met until now. She left me to make my own mistakes, but I wish that I wouldn't have made them. She wanted me to find my own way and make my own choices. Wondering now if I had stayed, would things be Different, would my mate still be alive.

I knew something was different about Lilly. I automatically felt a connection to her. It wasn't like a mate connection. It was more than that, like we were the same. I was shocked, at first I'd felt nothing after my mate died. I wanted to come forward and say that I was the same, but I was too much of a coward. Even though my son was one too, I still stayed in silence.