Chapter Fifty Three
LUCY
My nights were filled with sorrow whenever I remembered Lothar’s words. My heart crushed at the thought of what my father must have gone through.
“Lucy, darling. You’ve been quiet for a few days now which is unlike you. What is going on?” my mother asked one night as she noticed my quietness.
“It’s nothing, mother. I’m good, I just need some time alone,” I lied. I couldn’t bring myself to tell my mother what I had come to realize, the truth about my father’s death. It would only break her and I couldn’t bear to see her in so much pain as she was when she first realized that he was dead.
My quietness gave my mother a reason to be concerned so I decided to stop sulking and carry on with my duties.
As I stepped out of my hut, my eyes landed on Cade. A torrent of anger and grief surged within me, the memories of my father’s death, the pain of betrayal, and the weight of the truth about Cade being involved in his death came crushing in. All I wanted to do at that moment was to crush him, I wanted him dead at all cost, but I held myself back, remembering Chris’ words echoing in my mind.
I knew that if I acted foolishly, it would only jeopardize my chances of revealing the truth and the extent of Cade’s deception. My heart ached as I tried to suppress the anguish building in, I forced myself to wear a fake smile like all was well and continue to pretend to be an ally while every fiber of my being rebelled against it.
“Lucy,” Cade called out to me, his lips curling into a sinister smile. “Where have you been all these days? Any update from your lover’s pack?”
I clenched my fists, trying to suppress my anger. “Nothing unusual, they have no idea that an invasion is coming,” I said, my voice filled with a mixture of emotion and anguish.
“Good. Keep up the work, I have faith in you,” he said, placing his hand on my shoulder which made me flinch.
“Are you alright? You look so uptight, loosen up and have a drink with me in my chambers,” he saidNôvelDrama.Org content.
“Why will I want to have a drink with you? You once tried to kill me, remember?” I sneered.
Cade scoffed. “Kill you? I wasn’t trying to kill you, Lucy. All I wanted was to kill Chris not you, my boys must have misread the situation and tried to attack you. I’m on your side and will never try to hurt you, unless you give me a reason to.”
“If you say so,” I said, “but I don’t need a drink.”
I rushed off before he said anything else to me. I also avoided Nathan like a plague, I refused to have a conversation whilst giving flimsy excuses. I couldn’t stand the sight of him as well, he was Cade’s son. His father killed mine.
As days passed by, working alongside Cade became unbearable for me. The mere sight of him, the sound of his voice, grated on my nerves. I clenched my fist and took a deep breath, reminding myself that the path I had chosen required patience and strategy.
One evening, unable to bear my inner turmoil any longer, I confronted Maverick. There was something he had always wanted to tell me, something that now felt like a key to unraveling the truth about Cade and my father’s death.
“Maverick,” I began. “I need to speak to you about something important. I need to know what you’ve been wanting to tell me for so long. Is it about Cade and my father?”
Maverick hesitated for a while, his eyes filled with concern. I had never seen this side of him before, he was always so feisty and mean. “Yes, Lucy, it’s about Cade. He was involved in your father’s death, but you must be careful. You can’t expose him now else you’ll be putting your life and that of your mother in grave danger.”
“How did you know this? Did you see him kill my father?” I asked, the weight of the truth pressing heavily on me.
He leaned closer, the weight of his words hanging in the air. “I’ve known for a long time now, Lucy, but I chose to keep quiet. I kept quiet because I didn’t know if you were ready to hear it.”
“Tell me everything, Maverick. I need to know,” I said, my voice low and filled with anger.
Maverick took a deep breath, the gravity of the revelation settling over him. “It happened that night when your father went hunting and never returned. Cade was seen near the body. He didn’t know I was watching, but I saw him, I saw everything. Lucy, he…. he was covering something.”
My jaws tightened, and my fist clenched. “He was covering what?”
“I don’t know what it was, I couldn’t see everything clearly, but I heard him say something about ‘no loose ends’ and ‘keep it quiet’. It was so suspicious and I wanted to tell you about it, Lucy, but I was scared for your safety and that of your mother,” he explained.
I nodded, my thoughts racing. The puzzles were coming together but the full picture was still unresolved. “Thank you for telling me this, Maverick. I’ll gather more information and seek justice for my father’s death.”
Maverick’s eyes held a mixture of ease and determination. “I’ll help you in any way I can. We can’t let him get away with this.”
My determination grew after my conversation with Maverick. It was a relief to know that he was on my side now, I didn’t have to worry about him anymore.
I rushed off to meet Chris with the new information I had gotten from Maverick but he was out of reach. I couldn’t go into the pack without getting caught so I had to return to the pack feeling devastated.
My blood boiled in rage as my mind drifted back to all of the recent happenings, Cade being Chris’ uncle, him being responsible for both our father’s death, and how I had foolishly trusted him in the past. I wish I could get the opportunity to chop his head off, I would gladly do that with a grin on my face.