Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker
Chapter 187

Lauren's POV

I had to close my eyes. I gathered the strength I have inside me before I opened them again. I wiped the tears from my face and swallowed the lump in my throat.

A fake cough exited my mouth. I took a deep breath as my gaze went back to Lola who remained on the ground blubbering her apologies.

"My father is a proud man but he would never kill his mate. His true mate." I said trying to defend the man who sired me.

"Then, why would he conceal that he was the first person to see your mother's body?"

"Because it's not easy looking at the lifeless body of your mate!" I said angrily.

I felt Victor's palm on the small of my back. Without him knowing it, I appreciate the gesture.

"Manuel was distraught when he killed his wife. He cannot believe that his own mate died in his hands. He called me and asked me what to do with her body. He told me that it was an accident. That she was leaving him! Until that very moment, Manuel was spouting about his reputation than the remorse that he killed his own mate!"

"NO!"

"Despite being your father's mistress, I was glad that you were not there that night. Although I was jealous that you are recognized as Manuel's heir and daughter, I feared for your life if you were there."

I glared at the old woman. My annoyance flared despite seeing the honesty in Lola's words.

In my head, I am still that lost child who received the news of her mother's death. I am still that child who was devastated that her father introduced another woman right after my mother's funeral. I was still that child who longed for her father's affection. Instead of being with him at the loss of my mother, he introduced his new family and forgotten about me.

My chest warmed at the fury that has been build up for all those years that I suffered from my father, Lola, and Janice. I shook my head when I felt the burning sensation inside me.

Arms surround me from the back.

I recognized the scent of my mate.

I closed my eyes as I tried to handle the grief.

How could my father do this? My mother was his true mate. Did he not have an ounce of affection for my mother that he was able to raise a hand to her?

I already burned the bridge between me and Manue Blanco a long time ago. I chose to cut ties with him so that I could move on and have peace with myself. Yet, with this new light concerning my mother's death, I had to pay homage to the part of my life that I thought I would never visit again.

"Lauren, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Lola's apologies echoed in my ears but my brain refused to acknowledge her regrets. Because if she really meant it, she would have told me when I started to ask about my mother's death.

All I could think of, she was an accomplice.

"I wanted to tell you when you started to asked about it but my love for your father stop me. I knew that it would create disorder in our house. Investigation will reopen. I just wanted to protect the tribe."

Another wave of fury engulfed me at the woman's reasoning.

"The tribe or yourself, Lola?"

"It will tarnish your father's name, Lauren. If the truth about your mother's death came out in the open, the Blanco's name and company will fall apart."

I snickered at the woman's audacity to defend her actions.

"Really? Or it would affect the engagement of your daughter to the Lunarko's?"

Lola's eyes widened.

Sarcastic laugh exited my mouth.

"You and Manuel deserved each other. Both of you fed on each other's greed."

"And you are a selfish brat that wanted everything for yourself!"

Flabbergasted by the woman's audacity to turn it my way. I glared at Lola.

"Janice only wanted to have a fair share of what she deserved. You wanted everything for yourself. She is a Blanco, too. She is also an alpha's daughter. She deserved to be recognized as one as well as being an heir to the Blanco Group." My head shook. "It all boils down to money, right?"

"Of course! I did not covet a married man for nothing. Manuel has it. But your father is a selfish bastard that only cared about his reputation."

I was not able to stop myself from expressing an amusement at the disappointment and annoyance on Lola's demeanor.

"He killed his true mate. He abandoned his own child. Did you not realize it sooner?" I stated with sarcasm.

"Silence!"

I shook my head again.

"It bit back, right?"

Victor's arms tightened when I was about to continue my rant. I heard him hushed me.

"She's not worth it, my Love. Don't let this person get into your head anymore." He whispered in my ear.

I breathed deeply. Sorrow encased my heart once again.

"Richard, take that woman away from here. If she tried to escape, kill her." Victor commanded.

At first, Lola tried to shake Richardd's hands away from her but the beta has a tighter grip on her that even if she was trying to move away from him, it was to no avail.

The older woman was pulled away from her. My eyes followed her and the beta as they marched in the direction of the path way that the rogues used when they entered the woods a while ago with me on his shoulder. Silence surrounded me and Victor. Aside from the night creatures, there was no other sound between us. I am still in my mate's arms.

"I am here, my Luna." He murmured.

Everything seemed to dawn on me.

As my tears fall again, the truth on my mother death crossed my mind.

My mother was murdered!

Whimper escaped between my lips. Slowly, I leaned on my mate's strong arms. More tears plummeted on my face.

My mother did not kill herself. She did not leave me because she was emotionally weak. My mother was killed by her own mate. By Manuel Blanco.

I wept for my mother's pain. I cried for the loneliness she felt when she learned of her mate's infidelity. My heart wailed for the suffering she has gone through.

All the while, I am in between the arms of my mate as my mind grasps the recent knowledge I have of my mother's past.

"What are you going to do now, Lauren?" Victor asked when my emotions subside.

I sniffed and breathed slowly as I find my bearing.

My alpha mate shifted my body. He stared into my eyes when we faced each other. I saw nothing but understanding in his eyes.

Gently, Victor caressed my cheek. He tucked the stray hair that obscure my line of sight.

"I am here. I will support you whatever your decision is. You know that, right?"

I blinked my eyes at the honesty in his dark orbs.

Right from the start Victor has been there for her. He never ask anything in return. He only wanted me and my safety.

I nodded.

"Let's go home." I uttered. My voice was gruff due to crying. "We have more pressing matter to attend."

"Lauren..."

"Manuel can wait. We have a witch to catch."

Victor nodded eventually when he saw how grim expression on my face.

"Let's go home." He repeated.