The Werewolf's Chapter 288: Three sides to a story

Chapter 288: Three sides to a story

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I leave Gyles and Rex with promised that I hope I can keep but am not sure if I will. I promised to co back. I promised to protect them and get them back ho. These all seem plausible but I know they will be difficult. Right now I am playing a dangerous ga that I don’t know if I will be able to get out of. The fact that I am following Major to this mysterious person that is going to help

is scaring

so much that I don’t even know what to think about it. The elders would not want

to use dark magic to eliminate dark magic. In their eyes, it is redundant and not the right call. I already know what they will say when they find out but all I care about it Gyles and Rex.

I am in front of the house as Mage parks his car and gets down from it "You ready?’’ he asks

with a faint smile. There is nothing to smile about but he seems excited to be doing this. I don’t know why.

"Yeah." I have no idea where we are going and I know this is not the best ti to trust anyone. I an, he could be leading

to a trap and I have that at the back of my mind, in case I need to attack. We start the journey and he says it is going to take about an hour to get to where we are going. The drive is awkward because I don’t even have anything to talk about with him. This man is a stranger to . I don’t really have any relationship with anyone in the coven which will make walking away, easy.

"Your mother isn’t as good as you think,’ he breathes as he grips the steering wheel tightly. I look at him through the corner of his eyes. He is trying to convince

why forming an association against the chief of the coven is justified.

"She is still my mother,’’ I point out because he might think I will end up hating her or worse—joining them in their fight against her.

"I am not saying you should disown her. She will always be your mother, no matter all the bad things she does. I just want you to see things from our side. Understand that she might not be as great as you think.’’

I close my eyes and take a deep breath "I don’t think she is that great, just because she has her issues, doesn’t an she deserves to die.’’ I tell him because I don’t like the fact that they will all go through all this to eliminate her.

"We didn’t want her dead,’’ he pauses and then I watch him as he swerves into a narrow road. There are bushes on both sides of the road. It seems like we are getting closer to wherever he is taking us to. The closer we get, the faster my heart races.

"This is not on us. Your mother has so many enemies. So many people that want her dead,’’ he adds. He doesn’t need to tell

this because it is all as clear as day to . Enemies that I never knew existed. You see, growing up, I always thought she was admired. I an, she has all these parties and everyone always shows up with smiles on their faces. I was never interested in the nooks and crannies of the coven. She would always beg

to get involved but I never wanted to. I don’t know what she could have done to make them all hate her but it must all be pretty bad.

"What did she do to you, to make you hate her so much,’’ I ask him because I want to make it personal. He is with the association but he must have joined for his own reasons. You don’t just join that kind of situation for no reason.

"It’s a long story,’’ he breathes out weakly.

I raise a brow "We have about thirty minutes right, if you summarize it, it could be enough.’’ I push him wanting to know the truth. I want to know the kinds of things she has done. Not the ones from the goddamn list they showed . Killing people, extorting the mbers of the coven. All those things are just numbers in the list. I want to hear his story. The reason why he hates her so much.

He sighs loudly, I am watching him. His eyes never leave the road. He doesn’t even look at

as the words co out of his mouth. I watch him intently waiting for him to tell the story.

"It is not about what she did to . More about what she did to soone close to ,’’ he breathes out so heavily. I can feel his pain in the sound of his voice. Makes

feel his pain even more. I don’t trust him—I don’t even trust anyone in this coven. Not even my own mother, so I know that there are always three sides to every story. I know that he will have his and my mother will have hers and the truth will always be there—lingering, unknown to everyone. I don’t usually just believe people when they say things. It is always easier that way. Not expecting anything from anyone.

"My wife was banished from the coven," he tells

quietly. I wait for him and he continues "She was wrongly accused of committing treachery. I knew Analise had it in for her. It was personal and she ended up winning in the fight."

Why is he still in the coven if his wife isn’t?

"She didn’t make it far. I agreed to leave with her, the day she was banished. I took an oath to always be loyal to the coven but she was my wife. I had to choose her."

He keeps saying was, which could only an that she is dead now.

"You know, once you take the oath, you can’t leave the coven,’’ he tells

like this is sothing I don’t know. I have never taken the oath. I always knew I didn’t belong in the coven. It is not the way a ho should feel.

Now I might be stuck here.

"The day we were supposed to et up, she died in a fatal accident. There was no way she could have survived."

I close my eyes as he breathes out those words. I know there is more than he is telling . The accident could have been an accident but he is assuming that sohow, my mother had sothing to do with it. Like I say, there are always three sides to every story.

His side doesn’t seem like the accurate one.