9. “I have been waiting for so long”

Ava's POV

“What was that?” I heard Lord Lucian ask, and I instantly snapped back to my senses, I squeezed myself into the wall behind the study as I watched him come out and check around. He looked down the hall way for a while before finally going back inside the study. I let out a breathe I didn’t know I was holding as I slow slid to the ground.

The name Seraphina that I couldn’t stop thinking about all this time belonged to my own mother.

How?

Why?

What’s going on? 

Why is her name in the blood-fang archives?

I felt my chest tighten as I struggled to breathe, I gasped for air a few times as I beat my chest to calm myself down. I wiped my face with the back of my trembling fingers as the tears kept rolling down.

“My mother…” I whispered as I rested my head on the wall. 

My father never let me know about her, I spent years of my life telling myself she wasn’t important and there was no need chasing a ghost, even Maid Thalia was forbidden to tell me about her. 

‘Wait, Maid Thalia!’ I thought as I suddenly remembered the journal she gave me.

“Here, I want you to have this” she said as she handed me a washed out book.

“What is this?” I asked as I took it from her.

“Your mothers journal, only open it when the time is right” she said as she smiled at me.

“How am I suppose to know when the time is right?” I asked her but before she could reply the guard from before burst into the room as he grabbed me by the arm.

“She never really got to tell me when to open it back then” I said to myself as a small smile formed at my lips. Maybe now is the time.

I took in a deep breath as I wiped my tear stained cheeks and slowly stood up from the ground. Is this the right time to open the journal? I thought as I walked out of Alpha Alaric’s quarters.

The walk back to the servant quarters was longer than I expected. My mind kept spinning in circles about what Alpha Alaric said. 

Seraphina was my mother.

I ran my hands through my hair as I shook the thought out of my mind, I need answers. What did she have to do with the blood fang tribe to end up in the archives? I asked myself as I finally got to the servant quarters.

I stared at the door for what felt like a minute before I finally mustered up the courage to open it. My fingers gripped the cold metal knob as I twisted it open, the room was quiet when I stepped inside, our belongings neatly tucked into the corner of the far end of the room.

I took in a deep breath as I approached the only item that was mine. Hidden under the pile of Tina’s books was my journal, I lifted it up from the pile as I held it in my arms.

My mothers journal, What secrets does it hold? Can I really find answers in it? My fingers trailed on the rough edges of the journal as I gulped hard and opened the first page.

The first words in the old yellow stained page instantly drew my attention. 

‘My dear child,….. if you are reading this right now it means I’m already dead and I have failed you, and the secrets I buried with me can no longer stay hidden’………..