Chapter 181


    L’s POV


    I wore a white sundress with little yellow flowers around the bottom hem. The straps of the dress went


    around the back of my neck. It didn’t show off too much cleavage, but it made my figure very known


    with how tightly it hugged my body.


    It was a gorgeous dress though andplimented the paleness of my skin. I allowed my hair a little bit


    of freedom. I had it half up and half down; the part that was down was lightly curled and flowing evenly


    down my back,nding just above my waist.


    My hair was getting too long; I was thinking about cutting it soon, but Enzo said he liked my hair. He


    enjoys nuzzling his face in it and taking in my scent.


    I only wore a little makeup because I wanted a more natural look.


    My heart was thudding against my chest rapidly as nerves started to get the best of me. Just when I


    thought I was going to jump out of my skin, Enzo opened the door slightly and peered into his


    bedroom where I stood in front of his standing mirror.


    “Wow, L,” he said once he got a look at me.


    He stepped further into the room and shut the door behind him.


    “You didn’t have to get this dressed up, but you are breathtaking,” he breathed, his eyes showing so


    much sincerity. My heart began to flutter at thepliment.


    I enjoyed this side of Enzo; this side of Enzo feltfortable… it felt safe.


    “I just want to make a good impression,” I tell him as hees closer. “I’m a little nervous.”


    “Why are you nervous?” He asked with humor in his tone. I could tell he was fighting the urge tough.


    “I want your mom to like me. I only get one first impression and I need to make it count,” I told him,


    peering up and into his eyes.


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    His eyes were soft, and I could get lost in them forever. I loved the way he looked at me. Val wiggled Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    burn makers on her hands and the imagery made me wince.


    I stepped closer, getting a closer look beyond the wounds. From her features, Enzo looked a lot like


    her.


    I could see where he got his good looks because she was beautiful. She had big full lips, just like Enzo,


    and high cheekbones. Her brown hair was long and flowing across her shoulders.


    I wished she would open her eyes so I could see those too.


    Enzo took a seat next to her bed and took her hands into his, holding them gently.


    My heart ached for him; I couldn’t imagine what he must be going through right now. The pain he must


    be feeling knowing he couldn’t be there to protect his mother.


    He lowered his head in defeat while still holding onto her hands.


    It dawned on me that he hadn’t really told me a lot about his mother. I don’t know what kind of mother


    she was and what he was like with her. Then again, he turned out kind of great so she must have done


    something right.


    But still, the question remained:


    Why was she living as a rogue?


    I was told it was a choice she made, but I didn’t understand why. Nobody has exined it any further


    than that.


    I ced my hand on Enzo’s shoulder and just stood beside him. I said nothing, I knew if he wanted to


    speak then he would. But I knew for right now, he just needed some time.


    “She spent her entire life protecting me from the wrath of my father and his men. Now when it was my


    turn to protect her, I wasn’t here….” he finally said after a long silence.


    I widened my eyes at him.


    “What do you mean?” I found myself asking.


    “She fled the wolf society when I was only an infant because she knew how dangerous my father was.


    He told her if he ever saw us again, he would make her watch as he killed me…”


    “What?!” I gasped.


    I knew ise was messed up, but his own son?


    “He thought my mother had an affair and that I was other guys’ child,” Enzo exined, shaking his


    head. “He didn’t believe that I was really his son. When I was born and didn’t look like I belonged to


    him, he rejected my mother and kicked her from the pack. Told her to never show her face around here


    again or he would kill me and then kill her…”


    He paused to gather his thoughts and I couldn’t hide the tears threatening my eyes.


    “She spent a long time protecting me, knowing that he could change his mind and kill us anyway. He


    had a lot of warriors and quite a following. My mother feared him… she still does long after his death.


    She refuses to return to the pack unless all my father’s warriors and following are gone. She doesn’t


    trust the world and the rogue vige she lives in has be her home.”


    “I remember hearing that her vige is hidden with the magic of a witch. Only those invited can enter.


    So, how did she get attacked?”


    Enzo was quiet for a moment longer as he looked down at his mother.


    “She was probably scavenging,” Enzo said, shaking his head. “They knew they could get to me through


    her. She probably left the barrier to get something beyond their vige. Or maybe they lure her out with


    something,” he said, shuddering at the thought. “But regardless, they took her and beat her to get back


    at me.”


    My heart squeezed painfully in my chest as I choked back a sob.


    “I should have been there to protect her,” he whispered, defeated.


    Before I could say anything, a soft voice came from the bed.


    “It’s not your fault.”