บททั้งหมดของ That Beauty is The Beast: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Never have I heard silence be this loud. Currently, I am in a hospital room with my birth mother, along with Ajax and a few medical staff in the room. Ajax spotted us while we were playing in the garden and had the nurses take my mother back to her room. Apparently, she escaped her room while the nurses were out to get some medicines for her. Unbeknownst to me, I casually took her to the garden, not knowing that she had escaped at the time. The nurses confronted Ajax about it, which explains why he was talking to the nurses when we arrived since they were informing him about my mother’s escape. Then, while they were having some issues with my missing mother, I disappeared as well. It would be understandable if Ajax was angry but he wasn’t. When he saw me with my mother, he just stared. Something about his gaze was telling me that he knew that I had found out the identity of the woman I was with. I guess that makes it one of the reasons why Ajax didn’t scold me. “How are you feelin

My father is part of the alpha lineage. Such a thought never occurred to me. I thought that he was the pack’s beta. My father never displayed or did something that made me think that he was a leader. I look at Jolina. Some part of me thinks that she is lying, but the dreadful look in her eyes tells me that she is not. “I’ll leave you two alone,” Ajax announces. The door clicks and he soon disappears from the room, leaving me with a bundle of questions that I want to ask Jolina. I have a number of them, but none of which I know how to address. Jolina notices my discomfort. She shifts on her bed and points at the chair beside her, gesturing for me to sit. If I hadn’t had any questions, I wouldn’t have complied and left, but I wanted to know more about how my father was the alpha. I pulled up the chair and sat facing her. My mother suddenly looks older than she did when I first met her. She's been stressed for a while now. She wipes away her tears before speaking. “Judging from you

I remember that it was a weekend and I was spending some time with my mother. We were visiting my father’s grave that Ajax had set up to pay respect to him. I did say that I was trying to spend some time with my mother, but in truth, we are barely talking to each other. For me, I am still not used to having a mother, much less a mother who needs to be watched by human nurses all the time. There’s little to no privacy between us, but this does not stop her from trying to ask me questions. “Did you have any friends when you were young?” My mother asks me while I am busy cleaning the grave of my father. I thought about her question for a while and could only think of Maxwell as my childhood friend. “I did.” “Did? Aren’t you two still friends?” “He’s dead. Even if he were alive, I wouldn’t dare call him my friend. I would rather die instead.” My mother and the nurse who is with her both looked lost for words. They must not have expected such an innocent conversation to take such a t

I didn’t know that what I used to consider home would leave me with trauma. The last time I was here was when Maxwell held me captive. It was a long time ago, but being here somehow felt like it was from recent events. The slope of the ground, the familiar twisting roots of the trees, and the fresh air this deep in the woods used to coat me with comfort after coming from a tiring hunt. Now, just being here felt like someone was squeezing my chest just to try and reach my heart. I tried my best to hide the fact that I was panting, but Ajax always pays close attention to me and immediately notices it. Ajax was walking in front of me, trailing the path back to the lycans’ lair when he suddenly looks back upon noticing the change in my breathing. At first, it was just a short glance to check if he was hearing right. My face must have been more worrying than I thought because Ajax slides down the trail and hurries over to get to me. Worry paints his face when he gently takes my should

My ears were ringing when everyone was rendered speechless at my declaration in challenging his position. ‘Belle, what is this about?’ I can understand where Ajax’s confusion is. We talked about me taking over the pack before, and we deemed that it wouldn’t be wise if I am not fully committed to the role. ‘Don’t worry.’ I reassure him. ‘My intention for the challenge isn’t halfhearted.’ I briefly meet Ajax’s gaze, hoping my gaze can convince him of my conviction. As much as I hate the alpha, this is still my home. This is where I grew up. And although I didn’t have the best childhood, it doesn’t mean that I didn’t grow up with love. Not all Lycans rolled their eyes on us or made fun of us. Not all humans and werewolves are bad, just like not all lycans are. If that were true, I would have grown up to become rotten since my dad is a lycan. It’s just a matter of how the leader leads their colony. Ajax steps back. A proud smile seemed to creep on his wolfish feature. ‘You got th