“Chloe, wake up,” A woman's gentle and ethereal voice rang out.

My eyelids twitched a little.

“My darling, please open your eyes,” the woman said. I felt a warm hand caress my cheek.

Who might she be?

My mind came up blank. Whoever it was wasn’t important.

It was too painful…

Living on was too difficult…

I no longer wanted to live.

“My darling, please open your eyes...” The woman’s voice sounded choked up. “Open your eyes and look at mother.”

I was startled by that. My brain began to process what I had just heard.

The woman said that she was my mother.

No, that couldn’t be possible!

My mother was dead. If she were still alive, my life wouldn’t be as miserable as it was.

She was lying…

“Darling, it’s really me. Please open your eyes.” The woman said, her voice filled with grief. I felt my heart ache on her behalf.

I had never once experienced what motherly love was. To me, mother was but a photo in a picture frame. But I could not bear to see her upset.

I felt my heart soften as she continued to call out to me.

I managed to part my lips with difficulty, my voice raw and hoarse from disuse.

opening my

me were blinding. After getting hit with a short dizzy spell,

and looked to the side but was startled to find

silent on

calm the aches throughout my body.

Where was I?

Everything that had happened before I passed out

out that

before I fell unconscious. Was that

“You’re finally awake.”

voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked over as a man dressed as

glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. He wore a white

his way closer to me. “You’ve been unconscious for

at

cocked an eyebrow and smiled. Then, he straightened and smiled, “You’re currently with Silver Pack.

Silver Pack?

I get myself involved with

different opinions and speculations regarding Silver

never participated in external disputes while others accused everyone in Silver Pack of being bloodthirsty monsters, who would murder any outsider upon

broke out in a cold sweat and

your mind all of a

made me

in confusion and

knew my

short moment before reopening them. Only then did I realize that the flash of silver was not from the dagger

asked after

“Oh, that’s because…”

suddenly opened. A black-haired man in

looked into those dark eyes, I stopped

It was Blake!

that day.

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