Todos los capítulos de Mom, Dad, Why Did You Only Love Me After I Died: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 9

My limbs felt like they were filled with lead.Through the haze, I heard my brother Ryan’s voice outside the cell.“Mom, dad, please let Ethan out. It’s his awakening day too. He can’t miss his first shift...”“Enough!” Mom snapped. “Why are you still defending him? Have you forgotten what he was like the first time he showed signs of being more gifted than you?”I knew exactly what she meant.I was ten.During a physical assessment for the pack’s young wolves, I came in first by a wide margin.I ran home clutching my results, my face flushed with excitement.“I did better than Ryan!”Ryan’s eyes immediately reddened.Mom burst into tears.Dad stormed over and slapped me so hard I hit the floor.Blood from my nose dripped onto the paper in my hand.That night, they threw me out of the house and made me sleep outside in the freezing cold.By the time they let me back in the next morning, I could barely feel my hands or feet.“He’s always had to be better than everyone else,” Mom said co

At that exact moment, Dad mind-linked her.“What’s taking so long? Ryan’s first shift has already started.”Mom hesitated for two seconds and let go of the handle.“I’ll deal with Ethan after the ceremony.”Then she walked away.Inside the cell, my body rested against the cold stone wall, one hand still frozen in the position I had died trying to knock on the door.I floated helplessly behind her.Mom.One turn of your head. That was all it would have taken to find my body.Late that night, Ryan finally completed his first shift.When he changed back, he was so weak he could barely sit up.But the first thing he did after opening his eyes was force himself to reach out to me through our mind-link.“Ethan, can you hear me?”“Mom hid the key behind the loose stone in the corner of the dungeon. Feel around for it. You’ll find it.”“I snuck some food into the old wooden crate in there this morning too. First shifts take a lot out of you. Make sure you eat after you get out.”Ryan had alway

The dungeon door swung all the way open.My body lay curled against the freezing stone wall, my wrists still shackled in iron chains.The skin the silver poison had burned was already black. One hand was still stretched toward the door.Mom collapsed to the floor. She tried several times to get up, but her legs wouldn't hold her. In the end, she crawled.Her knees dragged across the cold stone as she made her way, inch by inch, to my body.She reached for my hand. Her fingertips met cold, rigid skin.“Ethan... how did this happen...?”Mom's voice shook so badly the words barely came out.“The silver poison was supposed to be gone... Ethan, my Ethan...”Then her gaze slowly dropped to my wrists.The black blood had already dried, with tiny flecks of silver embedded in the wounds.Even the chains around my wrists still glinted faintly with traces of silver.Something seemed to lodge in her throat. She couldn't make another sound. She just knelt there, trembling uncontrollably.Dad rushed

She opened my notes and began reading them one by one.The first entry.[My training results came out today, but I don't feel happy at all. I did better than Ryan. I'm scared to go home. I don't know what to say if Mom asks. I'm afraid they'll think I was trying to upset Ryan again.]Mom stared at the date. I had been eleven.The second.[I got punished again. Mom kept asking why I always had to beat Ryan. It hurts. I really didn't do it on purpose. At least Ryan snuck me some food again. Maybe if I eat something, it won't hurt quite as much inside.]Ryan turned his face away. He remembered that night too.Mom kept scrolling.The third.[My instructor told me today that I might become one of the strongest young wolves of my generation. I said no. I can't. I'm scared. The last time I was chosen for the elite training group, Mom didn't speak to me for three days. I can't be better than Ryan. But I don't understand. I've tried so hard to be good. Why can't Mom and Dad love me even a littl

That night, Ryan fell asleep in front of the statue of the Moon Goddess.I stepped into his dream.For the first time since my death, he could see me.I was wearing clean clothes. There were no wounds around my wrists, no traces of the transformation that had failed to finish.I looked just as I had when I was alive, standing in a pool of brilliant moonlight.Ryan froze.Then he ran to me and wrapped his arms around me as tightly as he could.“Ethan—”He touched my face as if he needed to make sure I was real.“Ethan, I failed you. There were so many chances. I could have made Mom and Dad open that door.”“When the silver poison took hold... did it hurt?”I smiled and shook my head.“Ryan, it doesn't hurt anymore. Don't be sad.”He clung to me, crying too hard to speak.“I should have done more. I knew something was wrong. I shouldn't have backed down. I should have smashed that door open myself.”I took his hand.“Ryan, you did enough. You really did.”“Not once in eighteen years did