Chapter 6: All She Ever Wanted

Hanna's POV (Claire's Mother)

Flashback

Slap!

"Mom"

Another slap stung her cheek and Jenna gasped. She blinked back a tear but it escaped and slid down her cheek.

A prolonged and general silence filled the room for a second. No one dares to speak up. My mate Joziah stood there with his clenched fist. He was so close to losing his anger.

Sophie's small cries break the silence and her boyfriend Ken who stood on the other side of the couch moved to comfort her.

"Why?" she asked. "Why do you treat me like this?" her voice broke and another tear slid down her face.

"You don't get to talk to your sister like that. You should be happy for her," I scolded Jenna who still stood there speechless with her left hand on her cheek and tears falling down her face.

Not feeling any remorse towards her I said, "admit it! That you are just jealous of your sister. You could not stand her around people. You do not like the fact that she's prettier than you and she's way better than you."

"What did I ever do to you? Did I ever ask you to let me be born from you? Did I ever make dad get you pregnant" she said with a cry cutting me off.

Joziah moved quickly and backhanded her hard on the cheek again. Jenna falls to the floor with her hand over her face to protect it from Joziah.

"You don't get to talk to your mother in such a way?" he said sternly. He was ready to punch her when Ken moved away from Sophie and stood before Jenna. He pushed Joziah away. My mate was ready to murder him for treating him like that but Sophie's voice made him stop.

"Dad, please don't. Please don't hurt my mate," Sophie begs her father on her knees. Joziah groan and moved away from Jenna and Ken. I walk up to him and put my hand on his shoulder to calm down his wolf. Three of us all turn to Jenna who stands next to Ken.

"All I ever wanted and pray for was a little love from you....just little and not too much. Is it too much for me to ask you that? I am your daughter. Am I not?" she cried. Ken tried to comfort her but she get away from his arms.

"You were not meant to be born," Joziah's retorted in a cruel tone. Jenna wiped off her tears immediately and look between the two of us with a confused look.

She probably must have thought that she was an illegitimate child but no Jenna is our biological daughter. "What do you mean?" she asked in a sad tone.

"We never plan to have you. You were not what we need and want. Sophie was enough for us to raise" I admitted.

Jenna was so taken aback by what I just said that she looked at us with so much pain in her eyes. She broke down before us on her knees.

"I...I am sorry...for not being someone you wanted" she sobs between her words. "I am sorry for trying to ask for your love. I am sorry for trying to come between you three. I am sorry for existing in your life," she cried.

None of us move to comfort her. However, when Ken tried to help her Joziah hissed, his eyes burned with fury.

Her cries did not matter but somehow I knew I am going to regret this one day. As a mother, her words hit right through me. I know that she was right and it was not her fault that she was born into this world.

I wanted to break down right there but I refused to do it. Sophie was our one and only daughter in our eyes and the eyes of the others. Jenna after a minute stood up wiping her tears.

She looked at her dad first who ignore her and turn away. She then looked to Sophie who just cried without looking at her.

She heaves a sigh and turned my way. Jenna put on a smile mouthing 'I love you, mom.'

Those were her last words before she left for the second time. First when she discovered her mate was already mated and second when she had a fight with her sister and we took Sophie's side.

Present

Our treatment of her in the past years was horrible. She was an outcast in our lives.

An outcast in our family and within our pack. We never treated her right, even when she disappeared and came back to give us so many chances but we always neglected her.

We completely failed her as a parent. Yes, we realized it when she rejected her mate that night and walk out of our lives without turning back.

The phrase "you never know what you have until you lose it," is always right and good to be true.

When we lost Jenna for good our world crumble and turn upside down until it burn and turned into ashes.

Nothing was ever the same again.

"Jenna's back," I said as I struggle to hold back my tears. I was at our pack's cemetery in front of two graves. I haven't visited them for a long time but Jenna's unexpected arrival today made me suddenly want to visit them.

I needed someone to talk to. Someone that I could share my burden, guilt, and this sorrow. No one in the pack will understand what my wolf and I feel. Especially when we failed our precious Jenna in the past.

I took a deep breath and said again "our daughter's back. Your sister's back Sophie and she doesn't remember anything. She's not the Jenna we used to know" My voice cracked and I let out a cry.

It always hurt to remember what we've done to Jenna. It was so horrible that I attempt to take my own life several times. However, the reason why I lived was that I wanted to torture myself. Death is an easy escape that will never amend for what I did.

I was a bad mother who never comfort her or give her a little piece of my own heart. How could I be a monster to her? She was not anyone's child but mine and my mate's pup. Yet, we treated her like a stranger whom we have taken from our werewolf's foster home. Not a single day I would forget about her.

All she ever wanted was love from us her parents nothing more, unfortunately, we failed her.

Taking in another deep breath I sat down on my hunches before my mate and Sophie's grave and brushes off the leaves on it. My tears fell on their gravestone.

"She's back and I don't know how to ask for her forgiveness. What we did was unforgivable," I let out a loud sob.