Revelations

[Hyacinth]

My eyes take a moment to adjust to my new knowledge, as she lifts a hand to touch my cheek. How can this old woman living in the woods of a secret island be my mother? My mother, who has been dead for 12 years?

It takes me a moment, it has been so long since I have seen my mother that I had forgotten what she looks like. But once I get past the white in her hair and the wrinkles around her eyes and mouth, I can start to see the once-beautiful beta in her smile. It is clear by her appearance that her life has been rough, but there is still enough of her old self there to shine through.

Unfortunately knowing that she is my mother doesn’t make this moment any easier. It just leaves me with more questions than answers.

Questions like, why didn’t she ever try to come home? When I think of the things that happened over all this time-- Dad marrying Tabitha; my ejection from the pack; my years as a rogue and now all this mess with the witches--I’d be lying if I said that I am