MOM

‎CLEOPATRA'S POV

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‎I rushed into the guestroom, taking out my cellphone in a panic, my heart racing with fear as I dialed my mother's number.

‎“Cleo what do you want?” She said nonchalantly, upon answering the call.

‎“Mom there's a problem...” I explained almost breathless but she interrupted in anger.

‎“What did you do Cleo?” She asked, her tone laced with panic. Why am I not surprised, as always she thought the worst of me.

‎“Nothing mother” I confessed sincerely, the last thing I wanted was for us to argue over a small matter like this.

‎“It's Lorenzo, he wants sex” I added in a whisper.

‎“That's the problem!” She said with a sigh of relief and a deep breath, “I thought you ruined things like you always do”

‎“Anyway, fast forward to the present. Why exactly are you telling me this, go ahead and give the man what he wants” She said nonchalantly and I froze.

‎“What are you saying mom, are you asking me to sleep with Lorenzo?” I doubted, my eyes widened with utter confusion.

‎“Yes Cleopatra” She clarified nonchalantly, and it immediately felt like I was stabbed in the heart.

‎“Mom can you hear yourself. You are asking me to sleep with Caitlin's husband. Wasn't the plan to bail him on till we were about to find Caitlin” I asked, this time a distasteful frown creeping to my face.

‎“Cleopatra forget about Caitlin. Who knows we might never see her again. Just focus on pleasing Lorenzo” She announced and that was when a light bulb lite in my brain.

‎“Mom do you know where Caitlin is?” I asked, a dull ache arising in my chest as I refused to consider any possible that has to link mother's involvement in Caitlin's escape.

‎“That doesn't matter now” She says thoughtlessly and my heart sank.

‎It was their plan all along, all three of them. They were in on Caitlin eloping with our mate so I would marry this tyrant, Lorenzo

‎“You tricked me” I voice bitterly, a tear drop escaping my eyeball, “How could you mother? I'm your daughter”

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‎At that point my chest hurt so bad, it felt like my heart was ripped out. I should have known it was too good to be true. The entire scene this morning was too elaborate to have been a coincidence.

‎“Cleopatra give a rest will you” She said nonchalantly with a sigh.

‎“You should be on your knees thanking me for this favor. Need I remind you, you are an ex-convict. No man would have married you, I mean I wouldn't blame them. I too wouldn't want to marry a murderer...”

‎“Mom, I didn't kill anyone” I explained in tears, my stomach erupting in world of pain. I have told them that for the past five years but not once did they bother to listen, guess they thought I was better off dead or in prison.

‎“Oh right, it was an attempted murder” She said, her tone hinting at mockery, “What about the drugs in your system was that attempted drug consumption as well?”

‎Goosebumps surfaced all over my skin, it was true, everything she said was true but never before did I imagine that she would bring up my shameful past like this.

‎“I said I was sorry about that, and I am willing to make amends” I informed, a wave of shame consuming me.

‎“Good, so make amends. Cleopatra I am not asking you to do something you have never done before. We all know you like sex. I mean all the men in our community have had you. Some without protection, explaining all the unwanted pregnancies” She said her tone etched with disappointment and I was forced to cut in.

‎“That's not true” I corrected with a heavy heart. I know I was terrible in my youth, I was used to partying, keeping late nights, drinking alcohol, but that was because I was idle, and neglected. Mom and dad had made me drop out of school saying they only have money for one child, and obviously, they chose their favorite. I got into the wrong gang thinking they would care but they never did.

‎But if there was one thing that I was proud of, it was the fact that I never offered myself to any man before, so I confused to how all those pregnancy tests with my name on them were found among my belongings.

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‎“Bottom line Cleopatra is, Lorenzo is handsome, everyone knows he is good in bed, he is rich so you don't have to worry about how incompetent you are as a person, and a wife. So enjoy it" She informed, this time her words were like hot sauce to my wounds.

‎“Oh yes! try getting pregnant will you. A grandchild for Alpha Don Lorenzo will greatly increase my lifestyle” She added and without warning hung up the call.

‎I burst into a loud cry sending my phone flying to the bed.

‎When was I ever going to find someone who loved me. I can't continue living like this. Lorenzo would find out I'm not Caitlin in no time.

‎I am not perfect like she is, I can't cook, sing, or speak like her. I'm not intelligent, I hate bright colors, even my now blonde hair irritates me, and once he sees my tiny white wolf, instead of my sister's beast. He would know I'm a fake.

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‎What am I going to do, he will definitely kill me once he finds out.

‎“or should I run” I asked myself but immediately decided against it.

‎No, I can't do that, he is going to kill my parents and that's the last thing I want. They might not love me but I do them.

‎Just then I heard a hellacious knock on my door, which made my hair stand on straight ends.

‎“Who is it?” I asked, my intrigues plagued as I wiped off my tears.

‎The last thing I wanted was for Lorenzo to come in, now that I wasn't in the right head space.

‎“Open the door Caitlin” A woman commanded, in a hoarse bitter tone.

‎I immediately praised, at least Lorenzo wasn't the one knocking.

‎Gingerly I made my way to my feet, composed myself and hurrily strided towards the door.

‎I opened it to see a fairly aged chubby woman with Hazel eyes. She wore very formal clothing, her hair styled in a queenly fashion and she reeked of expensive perfume.

‎One look at her and I knew exactly who she was, Lorenzo's mother.

‎“Good evening mom” I greeted with a small smile but she didn't respond. instead she just rolled her eyes and with an unimpressed frown said.

‎“No need to act so respectfully now Caitlin, Lorenzo isn't here”

‎Her words immediately took me aback. What did she mean by that, was she in anyway insinuating that I was pretending.

‎“I don't understand mom" I confessed sincerely, as my brain became foggy with nonplussement.

‎“What's with Mom? What happened to Velma?" She asked with red eyes, as she grabbed me by the arm.

‎“Listen up younglady, the fact that you are now married to my son, doesn't mean I would suddenly forget every bad thing you did to me. I promise to make your life a living hell” She voiced with great disdain that sent shivers down my spine.

‎“I don't understand, what did I ever do to you?” I asked searching her eyes for answers, the anger in them was unrivaled.

‎“Stop acting like you don't remember what you said to me two days ago. How you insulted and ridiculed me. You dared to call me a lose woman, who didn't deserve anything but misery, and that you would make sure my son kicks me out of this house...” She informed and my blood ran cold.

‎“That's not true” I declared, shaking my head in disbelief. The Caitlin I know is a saint, she couldn't possibly do all the horrible things she is accusing her of.

‎“Are you calling me a liar?" She asked defensive, her body trembling with rage.

‎“No, not at all mom. I was just...” I immediately debunk, but that didn't curb her anger in the slightest.

‎“Silence" She yelled, gesturing with the show of hand for me to stop. “I don't want to hear it. Listen up Caitlin, I will make sure that your marriage to my son will be miserable, you will beg for death but you wouldn't find it"

‎Her tone was laced with immerse hate.

‎And with that, she pushed me to the floor and walked out. I sat on the cold floor, frozen with fear.

‎What just happened? did I just make enemies with my mother in-law.

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