Full Moon Curse (by Dream) novel Chapter 323

Chapter 323

I’m hiding behind an old wooden chair, my fear on overdrive as I sneak a peak through the ratty blankets that were thrown over it.

The fear isn’t mine own, but it feels so real. My arms squeeze around a little girl in front of me. “It’s okay, Yvonne. Everything is going to be okay.” I whisper to the little girl.

My limbs shake, regardless of the façade I’m trying to put on for the little girl. My eyes travel back to the small hole when the door to the hut slams open.

We both gasp, but I pull Yvonne closer to me and shush her.

‘Mom said she wasn’t sure what would happen to us if he found us.’ A voice whispers in my head, but it feels rehearsed. Almost like she’s reading the words off of paper… Or maybe I am…

‘We had to stay hidden.’

‘My mom was unfazed. And as a fully trained, powerful witch I don’t blame her. I’ve seen her take on stronger men.’

Her head is held high, and her hands positioned in front of her like she doesn’t have a care in the world. Like the entrance of this man is something that happens here daily.

‘What happens next is what confuses me… She doesn’t fight back. She lets him end her life right in front of us. She didn’t move as he moved closer and ripped out her heart. She didn’t fight for us. She didn’t fight to make sure we didn’t grow up alone.’

Yvonne whimpers when she hears her mother’s body fall to the floor, and the man’s red eyes snap over to our corner. A slow creepy smile crosses his face, before he turns around and walks out of the hut, leaving them alone with their dead mother.

“Stay here, Yvonne.” I whisper to the little girl, her eyes still squeezed shut.

‘Why did she do that?’

‘Why is this happening?’

‘My mom could take on the world and win. Why did she let this man kill her?’

My body moves, slowly getting up, moving around the old chair and walking closer to their mother.

Their mother doesn’t look like how I would have expected. No wrinkles mar her face, no ugly mole on her elongated nose. Nothing. She just looks like a normal woman, not a single gray in her hair. She looks young, but I know looks can be deceiving.

He chuckles, “I’m sure it’s just another mystery to add to the list.” He jokes, and I scoff out a laugh. “At least this one is helpful. There might be something in here that we can use.”

He nods, grabbing the book from my hands. “Come on. Let’s get back before everyone starts to think I kidnapped you.” He jokes.

I look out the window, the sun rising. I look back at Griffon, “Thanks. For bringing me out here.” I tell him, and he shrugs. “Wasn’t exactly my plan to find the long hidden trailer, but I’m happy to have gotten you out of your dreams for a bit.”

I smile, “Anything to get away from the dreams.” I tell him, and his face turns serious. “Do you want to talk about it?” He asks, and I shake my head looking back down at the diary, “I’ll let you guys know if it’s anything important, but sometimes…. Sometimes I think the dreams are just there to drive me insane.” I tell him.

His jaw ticks, then he reaches down to grab my hand and pulls me to my feet behind him.

He starts to walk towards the door, then stops turning into me, and I tilt my head back to see him. His caring eyes meet mine, “I’ll always be there if you need me, Aspen. Always. Literally just call my name and I’ll be there. I know my family is falling apart all over again, but you’re going through a lot to. Don’t think just because I have other stuff to deal with, that I wouldn’t drop everything to help you. Whether or not you’ve accepted it. You’re my mate. You are my number one priority. If past experience isn’t enough to prove it, I would have lost it all for a fake mate, just imagine what I’d be willing to do for my actual mate.”

Mixed feelings come to the surface when he brings up his past. I don’t want to remember that I’m not the first girl that he treated like a mate, but he’s also not wrong. I know he’d do anything for me.

As the feelings mumble in my mind, all I can manage is to give him a small smile and a nod of my head. His eyes squint, like he’s trying to read my mind, then he nods, turning and pulling me from the cabin.