Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451: 451-I Still Blame Her

Suki:

There stood Yorick’s mother in the doorway, her smile stretched so wide that I felt my body tense.

"Oriana, my dear daughter-in-law," she remarked through a clenched jaw.

I had no idea why she was looking at me with such happiness. I had thought Oriana had forced herself on Yorick, so his mother should have been angry with her as well.

Unless she believed Oriana was telling the truth and that her son had committed the crime he was accused of.

If that was the case, then I could understand why his mother would not believe him and would be pleased with Oriana.

After all, Oriana was the one saving his life by not demanding his execution.

"Come on, why are you standing outside? Come inside," his mother insisted, and I began to look around anxiously.

Although I was not an alpha myself, I had been to Joshua’s mansion many times. He was an alpha too, so I knew how things usually worked. Standing outside Yorick’s home, I felt confused by what I was seeing. There were not many warriors posted outside. The usual signs of wealth, like the cars lining the driveway, were missing as well.

"Lady Rimi, it’s okay. I just want to speak with Yorick," I told her, remaining where I was.

I did not want to waste time going inside and pretending I intended to stay married. Time mattered. The sooner I got away from all these people, the safer I would be.

"Of course, Yorick is in his room. Come on in," she insisted again, holding the door open as she stepped aside.

"Um, actually, what I need to talk about will only take a few minutes. And if he agrees, we can both be on our way," I explained.

I wanted to make it clear that her son had been spared and that I had not come here intending to stay for long.

"Oh, that’s okay. You can talk to him about anything inside the house," she replied.

There were moments when I noticed the way she lingered on certain words, pressing them a little too hard. I wondered why, but then I pushed the thought aside.

Her son had been discharged from the academy after being accused of such a serious crime. Of course she might feel the need to be overly kind to make up for his actions.

"No, really, it’s okay. Can I please see him here?" I requested again, growing more agitated.

I noticed her smile start to fade, just a little, before she forced it back into place.

"Come on, Oriana. Get inside. The weather is bad. It’s going to rain soon. You don’t have a vehicle. You don’t have anyone with you," she urged. "Come inside, speak with him, have dinner with us, and then you can go wherever you want."

She was likely holding on to my earlier words about us going our separate ways.

I looked toward the road and then up at the sky. Dark clouds had already filled it. She was not wrong.

Besides, every few seconds, warrior vehicles patrolled the area. Ever since the news broke that the academy had been hiding secrets, people had turned into reporters overnight.

After Ian’s interview, I had met countless people who claimed they thought they knew me.

Even when I tried my best to cover my face, I heard mixed reactions to everything. Many people were unhappy with the clips that had been shown of Oriana.

Of course they were. Even when some of the ringleaders released statements claiming it had only happened because she was under the spell of a monster, people did not believe it.

They had never been to the North. They did not know what kinds of monsters existed there, that they did not only challenge us physically, but mentally and emotionally as well.

In the end, I gave in, stepping into the mansion and looking around.

The moment I went back home, I planned to discard Oriana’s clothes. People would be confused to see her suddenly dressed so differently.

However, the truth was that Oriana’s style was not bad. She had been the one who arrived at the academy with the most luxury and branded clothes.

As I stepped inside, his mother welcomed me. She still had a strange smile on her lips that made me uncomfortable.

The mansion was beautiful, though. At least it was spacious. As for the interior decor, I did not think they had upgraded it in a long time.

Even the chandeliers looked old-fashioned. Did they not care about luxury brands or modern interiors?

My gaze returned to his mother. That explained why she was wearing old-style pants and a top, with her pride resting on her shoulders in the form of her lab coat.

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