Ascension of a Gamma novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53 Family Reunion

Anna

As if in a trance, I found myself standing and going for the door. I passed by the hallway, then found a set of stairs that led down. The place eerily quiet, my own breathing creating a piece of rhythmic music in my ears.

Somehow, I managed to find my way into the front door, and just as promised, there was a car sitting right outside. No guards in sight, not a single werewolf around. Just me, and a car that I didn’t know if I could still drive. How long since I last drove one-two years, and I was a really bad driver. I crashed three of Father’s cars, and all of those were during driving lessons. From on the road t o off the road and into a tree when all I was supposed to do was keep driving straight

Father. I should have only one, not two, and yet I did. Convincing myself that this was a lie only added to the weight on my chest. He was my father, my flesh and blood. I knew it within me regardless of what lies I kept telling myself.

WITH NO

PULITID

DET.

A dying man would have no reason to hold me captive in an almost nonexistent pack.

Instinctively, I fisted my right hand and felt something crumple – the envelope, now a dirty white from the passage of two decades. I didn’t realize my hands were shaking until I looked down.

Freedom was a few steps away. I could put all this behind me and start anew. I forgot my phone, but I could find a way to contact Carson to check up on him. I wouldn‘t be able to visit my parents anymore, but… 1

I clutched at the vial around my neck.

I’m sorry I never visited you, Father.

He’s dying.

You’re the spitting image of her.

Their words resonated in my mind.

Goddess, why do you always make me do this?

Turning my back on the way to freedom, I made my way back up the stairs, into the hallway, then inside the library.

the hallway, then inside the library. Sitting around the table, I smoothened the crumpled envelope. My name was spelled in beautiful, cursive writing – Bella Black, a name I never knew until now.

Ripping the flap open, I took the folded sheets of paper out.

[Anna,

You must be all grown up now. I often thought about what kind of person you’ll grow up to be. Beautiful, no doubt, both inside and out.

When you feel like giving up, I hope you can be hopeful enough to keep going. When you feel let down, I hope you can be humble enough to ask for help. When you feel like the world is against you, I hope you can be responsible enough to take control. When you feel like you are alone, I hope you can be vulnerable enough to trust the people around you.

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