Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229: 229-It Is Much Better Being Alone

Troy:

"You haven’t said a word to me since you returned," my mother scolded, slapping the back of my hand.

The entire family seemed determined to ruin my day. We were in a luxurious hotel on its top floor, while the rest of the floors were occupied by our pack members. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

I didn’t even know why they had all come. It wasn’t like anyone actually cared about me. If they did, they wouldn’t have sent me to the academy to die in the North.

"I wanted to rest, not deal with all these shenanigans," I muttered. As I tried to lean back, my mother smacked the back of my neck, forcing me to sit up again. I shook my head angrily. I was so annoyed at this point.

Ever since I’d arrived, my mother had been on my back. It has been two full days now.

"As a mother, I want to know everything about your life. If you’re not going to tell me, who will, huh? You know you’re my only one. Troy, don’t hurt me like your father did," she pleaded, and I started to feel bad.

She wasn’t wrong, though. My mother had been wronged by my father so badly that I didn’t know how I would ever fix her broken heart. My father, on the other hand, didn’t care or understand anything. He had just happily tossed her aside.

"I’m so sorry. I should have been more considerate," I replied, feeling guilty now.

"Anyway, it’s fine. I’m doing well there," I added, trying to reassure her.

Ever since I’d returned, I had noticed how my older brother had been acting. Messi was a weirdo. I never got along with him. There were many reasons for that, apart from the fact he was my half-brother. The main reason was his interest in Clementine.

"Anything else? I heard that girl is in your dorm room," my mother finally said, voicing what had been bothering her.

I knew she meant Clementine. My mother didn’t like her. After everything that happened and how Clementine betrayed me, my mother openly told me she didn’t like her.

"Yeah, she’s a good one though," I said, noticing my mother trying to meet my eyes.

I kept looking away, not because I felt guilty about being friends with Clementine, but because I hated every time my mother started talking about her.

"Anyway, I’d suggest you stay away from her. She’s gotten you in trouble once before. This time it will be deadlier because the consequences will be harsh," my mother tried to explain, but I raised a finger to silence her.

"Please, Mom, can you not? It’s been years now. She was fifteen for heaven’s sake. We were both children. Children make mistakes," I tried to excuse Clementine’s past behavior, which made my mother grab my hand and pull me forward to get my attention.

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