Mated in the Shadow of My Sister novel Chapter 64

Chapter 0064

‘But surely she had to have figured it out from how strangely I behaved that morning?” I mind–link him back.

“I guess not,” Luke says with a shrug in his voice. “Let’s see how far she is willing to go with this lie.”

“Do you think she is lying or do you think Margie told her all this and she believes it?” I ask him.

“Well, I sense deception. So either she is lying, or she repeating a story that Margie told her that she knows is a lie.”

“How do you know all of this, Mother?” I ask.

“Margie went for a walk after our meeting with you that morning. She found Lily in the woods, and Lily confessed everything before she passed out. Margie had Robert help her carry Lily home, and Margie stayed with her until she had to leave for the memorial. Before Lily passed out, she begged Margie not to call a doctor for her; she felt like she deserved the pain.”

“When did you find all of this out?”

“Margie told us while you were in the coma. She was feeling really guilty and embarrassed. I am sorry that I did not tell you, but Dr. Miller wanted us to avoid stressing you out, and then-

END OF FLASHBACK

The “confession” and excuses from my mother went on for a while longer, but I do not remember many of the details after that. I honestly stopped paying attention. I was too floored by the fact that the she–wolf who raised me –my sweet, compassionate, loving mother- had somehow transformed into a co- dependent, jealous, lying manipulator in the short span of just a few hours. Had I ever really known my mother?

I guess not, because after the second “confession,” things got worse as my mother began to take multiple steps to help bring me in line. Or at least that is what I assume she was doing.

First, she had my father immediately lift the ban on she–wolves coming to my room. That meant that Sheila and the other she wolves that I had had “arrangements” with now expected to resume our regular rotation again.

The first few nights, I kicked them out of my room, but my mother came to me and basically said that I needed to move on and relax, and that she believed that having regular sex was a good way to deal with

my pent–up frustrations. This conversation was as awkward as it sounds, and it only served as yet