Chapter 47


    Chapter Forty-Seven: Talking with Mom


    Mom and I walked up the stairs and I could feel my mate’s gazes on us. I didn’t look back at them. I


    didn’t want them to see the pain that my parent’s lies were causing me.


    They knew about shifter and neither Scott nor my mom had told me anything.


    If I had known about shifters and mates, the other night would have gone so differently. I wouldn’t have


    been so hurt about Jake cheating on me because I would have understood things that better. I didn’t


    me him now after Jason, Ryan, and Travis had exined the mate thing to me a little better. But if I


    had already known, I had a feeling that I would have known about Charity as well.


    That maybe I wouldn’t feel betrayed by her for not telling me what she was.


    If they would have told me about shifters. I wouldn’t have thought Jason, Ryan, and Travis were crazy for


    talking about werewolves and shifters. I wouldn’t have used Travis of spiking my drink. I might still


    have run after the three of them iming but then again I would have been better prepared for what


    happened.


    Mom wrapped her arm around my waist and I looked over at her. Her hair was pulled to the side in a


    heavy braid that was draped over her shoulder and she had on a loose floral dress. Crystal nes


    were looped around her wrists and neck, but I noticed something that I hadn’t noticed before. Beneath


    the pink and purple stone nes was a scar on the side of her neck. It was faded with time, but the


    skin was pale and marked deep with a bite.


    The marks were like the ones that Ryan and Jason had left on my throat. Like the one that Travis had left


    on my bottom.


    My throat tightened and I looked away from mom. I wanted to rx against her. To let herfort me the


    way her touch usually did. It didn’t. All I could think about was that she had been lying to me for so long.


    My mom and I had been best friends my entire life. It had been us against the world and she had raised


    me by herself after the sperm donor she had slept with dipped out because he hadn’t been ready to be a


    father.


    This though, it made me feel like my entire life was a lie.


    What else could they be lying to me about by omission?


    We made our way to my room and mom closed the door behind us. It was so quiet between us that you


    could have heard a pin drop. I walked over to my overnight bag, shifting the knit throw around so that I


    could pick up my bag without the nket falling. I grabbed the handle, lifting it up and turning towards the


    bed.


    “Tillie.” Mom said, her voice soft like she was afraid to say anything.


    I swallowed hard, looking at her as I took my bag over to the bed. “Why?”


    “Oh, baby. I’m so sorry.” Mom said, stepping deeper into the room. “When I met Scott, you were fourteen


    and I didn’t want to put more stress on you. He didn’t either, we wanted you to have normal.”


    *You lied to me. You knew and you didn’t say anything.” I said, sitting my bag down and tugging the


    zipper open. I pulled out a pair of panties and the sexy lingerie that I had brought with me got caught on


    the unsexy underwear before getting caught on the zipper. I looked up at my mom as I tried to stuff the


    silky garments back into my bag. My mom’s eyes widened and I felt my cheeks burn, knowing how she


    had found me when she and Scott had arrived. Now she was seeing sexy red panties that I had bought


    when I was with Jake.


    “When you called because you broke up with Jake… Was it because you met those men?” She asked,


    her eyes moving up to mine.


    “Yes, but not in the way you think,” I said, worrying the inside of my cheek with my teeth. “Jake found his


    mate, which I guess I don’t need to exin what that means to you.”


    “He was never right for you anyway. Til.” Mom moved to the bed, sitting down on the edge beside my


    bag.


    “Was that why Scott didn’t like him?” I asked, before sucking in a breath and holding it.


    “Yes,” Mom said, sping her hands together in herp and looking down. “He was worried that you


    would get your heart broken when he found his fated mate. Things are… A bit intense when you find


    your mate.”


    “Mom, that’s a fucking understatement if I’ve heard one.” I snapped at her, blowing out the breath that I


    had been holding.


    “Well, most of the time there isn’t more than one shifter iming their mate. Scott and I both didn’t think,”


    She paused, thinking over her next words. “We thought that you would meet a nice human boy that was


    like you and me, baby. A boring human who could give you a white picket fence and I never thought, I


    never thought, that you would end up with a mate, let alone three.”


    Did she not love the life that she and Scott had created? Did she regret it because he was a shifter? I


    didn’t understand. Mom had always


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    seemed to be happy with Scott. When they had gotten together, it was like he was the missing part of our


    family. I didn’t understand why she wouldn’t want that for me.


    “So you guys knew and you just let me keep dating him while you still hoped that I would have boring?” I


    shifted the nket up onto my shoulders. Leaning down and pulling on my panties, but really I was using


    it as something to do so I didn’t have to look at my mom. I was so mad at her and my heart hurt from her


    answers.


    Scott, I could forgive. But I had thought that mom and I didn’t have any secrets.