Chapter 63: Open Wounds

It was finally today, my mom's funeral and first time since I got out of the hospital I woke up before
breaking dawn.

I find my brother not sleeping beside me. Taking in the scent in my room I knew my dad must have took
him to his room.

My speculations were confirmed when I find him sleeping peacefully in my dad's arms.

My lips stretch out into a smile seeing my dad finally at home.

"Addasah" my heart panic when I heard a voice similar to my mom's voice.

No it sounded like her, it must be her because there can't be two her in this world.

"Oh my gosh, is she alive?" I swirl around wishing and hoping it's true unfortunately it wasn't.

"Grandma" I run into her arms hugging her tightly.

It's been so long since I haven't seen her "Oh my poor child" she kiss me on the forehead.

"When did you arrive?" I ask while she still hug me to her side as we walk downstairs.

We settled on a couch and I snuggle closer to her.

"Child I swear you're getting heavier" she dramatically try to push me off before she pulls me in her
arms again.

"We came around 10 and you were sleeping like a damn child and yet you're not, Wesley is the baby
here" she jokingly says while brushing my hair with her fingers.



I listen as she talks "your dad pick me up today. Actually he came on the day after the attack telling me
of your mom's death"

I became stiff in her arms, not wanting to hear the word gone.

Then I heard her sniffles "my baby girl" she sobs "I wanted to come right away for you but I was in
denial of her death. Addasah your mom was my only child. She was my everything and hearing her
pass away I just couldn't bring myself to believe it"

I pushes away my emotions that were about to surface and snuggle closer to her giving her comfort.

"So I wanted to become strong first before coming here for you. I needed to and I'm sorry if it offends
you somehow."

I just held onto her still refusing to cry I need to be strong for all of them.

I didn't know when I fell back to sleep but when I woke up I was sleeping on the couch with a blanket
over me.

I push it away folding it neatly and follow a delicious scent coming from the kitchen.

I saw my dad already dress in black holding Wesley in his arms.

I'm more surprised to see women's working around the kitchen with my grandma. She links me that
Alpha let them come to help out.

"Addasah you need to be ready"

I nodded at my dad and went to clean the house neatly even though everything was already set.

I felt like I was a bad daughter with everyone setting things for my mom's funeral while me the daughter
just stupidly sit around in my own world.6



Everyone in the pack were coming and they all relay their condolences to my dad.

I stood by the window looking outside of the house after getting ready.

Some of them I never knew of just only Gia, her brother Evan and Cora who came today with Jem.

Her funeral ceremony was held at our ancient pack house that also known as a prayer house for the
moon goddess.

Afterwards we then move towards the cemetery for her final moments.

I watches my mom's photos in her teen years and the one with me and dad surrounding her glass
casket which is decorated with rubies and emeralds diamonds.

I never cry I comfort my dad who was holding Wesley in his arms with my grandma on his other side.2

Matteo concluded the ceremony by throwing roses on her casket before he howls towards the sky
above.

Then howls of warriors in their wolfs were heard followed by the howls of everyone at the funeral.

It was a way of respect to pay tribute to any fallen werewolf warriors.

One by one everyone went to throw in their flowers. I was the last one to be there.

I took a deep breath taking in every last inch of her and painted her in my head.

When it's all over and she is buried underground my father look at me and he knew I needed this.

He left me there by myself and I bid my friends goodbye.

Loving mother and mate:



Forever will be remembered,

Forever you remain in our heart

Forever is our home with you.

I mumble the words engraved on her headstone.

Right when everyone is out of sight and have gone back to their home.

I felt my walls came tumbling down immediately

All my scars are open with my body being torn and my soul being stripped bare in front of her.2

All the emotions that I have bottle up and buried beneath my core are now dug up. Here I am finally
facing it all and ready to be let out.

There were so many things I wanted to tell her but all I could think of now is;

"I wish you're still here mom" slowly a lone tear made it to my cheek.

I may not remember everything but I do remember the time I was happy.

From my younger years to the time I was ready to become a lady.

I remember my mom holding me in her arms, her scolding, her kisses on my cheek and the way she
care for me.

She is my infinity best friend the one that no friends of mine can replace in my heart.

The more I thought of my mom, the more tears burst from my eyes and my body began to shook
violently.



For the first time since I woke up I mutter "Mom" my voice broke into sobs.

"Mom"

I try to say what I wanted her to hear but I couldn't as I just sob out loudly.

"Mom"

Why can't I say what I want? Why is it so hard to talk.

Damn this tears! damn this stupid heart, for not letting me say it.

I beat on my heart vigorously

"I... I" sobs again "I love you mom"

I sobs and my body ready to crumble on the ground instead two arms snake around my waist keeping
me up.

Sparks ignite through my body, I thought everyone was gone. I lean back on his chest with my back
against his front.

Slowly we went down on the ground with him still holding me and me in loud sobs while trying to tore
away from him and scraping on my skin especially my heart.

His tears wet my shoulders as he held me. I lean back crying out loud while still scratching at my skin

As if the abide of the goddess above felt my sorrow the sky turns grey and rain pour on us while I cry
there in the arms of my mate.

I keep on shouting at her to wake up and come back to life.



I keep on begging and begging for her to come back with my fist hitting the soil.

Her death is still unacceptable

I can't accept that she's gone

Matteo didn't say anything as he just held me back close to his chest with his head in the crook of my
neck.

"Please mom, I can't do this without you" I shouted in tears

"Please, I don't remember if I ever told you I love you" I keep on sobbing with hopes she'll just come
back to life.

"Please mom"

My vision turns blur and after losing my energy in my tears. I felt my shoulders heave and my body
going lump in his arms

And just like that I was gone as a feather, still begging for my mom to come back to
us.


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