Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 299

Chapter 299: 299-No One’s Girl

Clementine:

"Clementine, wake up."

I heard a soft whisper and opened my eyes, rubbing them hard to clear the sleep away.

My focus settled on something dangling in front of me, a red, glittering cherry pendant hanging from the neck of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

My mother.

"Mother?" I sat up in bed, staring at her face.

"I brought you this," my mother said softly, smiling weakly as she held out half a cupcake.

It didn’t matter that it was only half. What mattered was that she remembered my birthday.

"You remembered it?" I asked in a small voice.

"Of course. You’re my little angel. Of course I did," she replied, making me take a bite of the cupcake.

Earlier that day, I had asked my father about my birthday, and he got upset.

He punished me by sending me to sleep in the basement.

My mother argued, cried, and tried to stop him, but he dragged me there anyway.

Now she was here. She had found a way to be with me again.

"One of these days, when you celebrate your birthday, I’ll have a gift for you," my mother said, smiling.

A tear formed in the corner of her eye before she quickly wiped it away, pretending to itch her eye.

Then I thought, I’ll wear that pendant one day.

She must have known what I was thinking because she noticed my eyes on the pendant and laughed.

"It’s a little big for you right now, but one day I’ll give it to you as a gift," my mother promised.

"Clementine, Clementine, wake up."

I heard the whisper again and jolted awake.

I was still sitting in one of the streets, crouched down, waiting for the others to return.

"Clementine, wake up," Yorick said softly.

He was sitting beside me, watching me with wide eyes.

I remembered that we had stopped in the street to catch our breath while Haiden and Troy went off to look for Oriana.

I refused to go with them, so I stayed here. I wasn’t sure why Yorick chose to stay behind.

I had seen the three of them whispering earlier, and then one of them came back to sit with me.

"You were having a dream, probably a nightmare. I couldn’t tell. You seemed upset, but then there were moments when a smile crossed your lips," Yorick explained.

I turned my head away.

"So you’re not going to talk to me now?" he asked.

Once again, I answered with silence, and I could tell it bothered him. He shifted uncomfortably, clearly affected.

"I don’t know what’s going on. What am I doing wrong, Clementine?"

The audacity of him to still ask that made me snap my head toward him and glare.

"You really don’t know?" I asked, watching him shake his head slowly. Something about it felt off.

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