The Wrath Of The Shadow Wolf novel Chapter 40

“Can you please pass me the tomato paste over there Rio?” Kyra said.

“Okay aunt Kyra” Riona replied.

Riona went to get the tomato paste that was in a bowl on the counter and hands it over to her aunt Kyra.

Her aunt Kyra was making lunch for the family and Riona is in the kitchen assisting her with it.

When Kyra had called to say that she was coming to spend some time with Riona and her family, Riona had been so excited and she was practically over the moon. The last time she saw Kyra was during her mum’s burial and then, they were all in a sad mood, mourning the death of Evolette and so she could not wait to see her once again.

Kyra was the only family that Evolette had and so, she is the only maternal relation available to Riona. Kyra is the only person that makes Riona feel that she had her mum with her once again. With Kyra, Riona is assured of her mum’s love for her, and the fact that Kyra always makes Riona happy made Riona feel that her mum would want her to be happy always.

“Thanks, Rio, I can see you enjoy the kitchen, just like your mum, Evolette,” Kyra said.

“Of course aunt Kyra and it is just like you too” Riona replied.

Riona has been happy and always beams with smiles since the arrival of her aunt Kyra and she practically does everything together with Kyra. She wishes this moment should never pass.

Anyways, she knows that her wish would not be possible as aunt Kyra would soon go back to her husband, Philip, and her fourteen years old son, Kelvin. However, Riona has resolved to enjoy the moment with Kyra while it lasts.

“Yeah, sure. I remember those days growing up with your mum, Evolette, we used to compete on who cooks better and argue over who would be the one to cook for the family” Kyra said.

Kyra was so excited when she narrated her and Evolette’s childhood to Riona. She missed her sister, Evolette so much and that’s why she would forever cherish Riona who is the only part of Evolette that she has left.

“And who wins in the fight for whom to cook?” Riona asked.

Riona was enjoying Kyra’s story. Of course, she has witnessed one of such fights between her mum and her aunt Kyra and she knows that no matter how much they fight, it would never affect their bond as they are always very close to each other. Riona always envied the both of them and she had always wished she had someone to occasionally have little fights with too.

“No one ever wins Riona, but that had never stopped us from fighting” Kyra replied.

Kyra laughed as she explained this to Riona. She is only just coming to realize how petty she and Evolette had been in their so many unnecessary arguments and irrelevant fights.

“So what happens to the food then, since there was always no winner, who ends up cooking the meal?” Riona asked.

“Hmn… what do we even do? Okay, let me see?” Kyra said.

Kyra tried to come up with an answer.

“Let’s just say that after fighting for a while, it becomes clear to the both of us that our fight was making no headway because we realize that we both go round and round in circles. So we agree between ourselves that the both of us are winners, and as a consequence of that, we would end up doing the cooking together. This goes for every other task you know” Kyra answered.

“Oh, I see,” Riona said.

“I so much enjoy cooking and doing other tasks with Evolette. She was my best friend and I miss her so much” Kyra said.

Kyra realized that her words might get to Riona, and s she decide to change the topic.

“But now you have two sisters. I can’t imagine the happiness that you must feel” Kyra said.

“Yeah. Sometimes, I try to ignore it and act like it means nothing. But then, I know that I am only lying to myself. I love them even more than I try to hide it aunt Kyra, and the fact that they love me unconditionally despite my shortcomings makes me emotional” Riona said.

Riona thought about what she just said. She would never have admitted this to anything even with a gun pointed at her head. But then, her aunt Kyra is not just anyone, she is someone Riona would trust with her deepest and ugliest of secrets because she knows that it would always be saved with her.

“You know what aunt Kyra, even though Talia is only a baby, I could see the love with which she looks at me, and even though I try not to admit it, I am so glad that I have them,” Riona said.

“I know exactly how you feel Rio and believe me, it happens to everyone too. You see, one thing that I have come to understand about life is that it never gives us the things that we don’t need. We might not appreciate it in the meantime but in the long run, we would come to discover just how much we have needed it” Kyra said.

Kyra wanted to talk to Riona about Maeve. She wanted to tell Riona to give Maeve another chance. But she would not want to be the one to bring the discussion, she wanted Riona to tell her about it herself before she would give Riona a piece of advice on it.

Riona knows that her aunt Kyra wants them to talk about her relationship with Maeve. Riona knows that her aunt Kyra is not a fool, she has definitely noticed her cold attitude towards Maeve and would be waiting for an opportunity to talk to her about it.

Riona already knows what Kyra’s advice in the situation would be. Kyra is just like her mum, Evolette. They are peace-loving and easy-going fellows and would gladly forgive an offender even when the offender had not asked for it.

Her mother had always tried to make her understand that forgiveness is for the benefit of the person that was offended and not necessarily for the offender. Riona had never understood this logic even though her mum that harbouring grudges only weighs a person down and limits the person’s output.

For Riona, whoever offends another should be made to realize his mistake and be truly sorry for them before such a person would be forgiven. The hurt the person that was offended feels should be appeased and not just swept under the carpet.

“I am sorry aunt Kyra, I may have to disagree with you on the part where you said that life never gives us what we don’t need,” Riona said.