Hated By The Alpha-Chapter 130: Family time

Audrey and Alpha were cuddling in his bed with Audrey’s head lying on his chest while Alpha Lake ran his hand all over her body.

"I can’t get enough of you, my love, " He said and kissed the top of her head.

"I’m all yours," Audrey whispered against his jaw.

"You better," He softly grabbed her ass, slapping it gently.

Audrey giggled, snuggling closer to him.

"How about a little sleep?" Alpha Lake asked tiredly.

Audrey nodded, "Yes, I’m tired too," She yawned.

Alpha Lake wrapped his arms righter around her, kissed her cheek, and fell asleep.

She was like his sedative, with her beside him, sleep was just a wink away.

Audrey felt his breath become even and smiled. He is asleep.

She was about to get close her eyes and join him when Avery suddenly spoke to her.

’She’s awake," Avery said.

Audrey instantly opened her eyes, furrowing her brows.

"Who is...mother?" She asked in a whisper.

’Yes, hurry, she needs you,’ Avery informed.

"Shit, of course," Audrey said quietly.

She slowly and gently untangled herself from Alpha Lake’s hold, making sure she didn’t wake him up.

She went over to his wardrobe and took his shirt and joggers, tying the joggers to the size of her waist, then quietly waked out of the room.

"Audrey, do you have a minute?" Ms. Bridget asked as she was about to leave the pack house.

Audrey paused and turned to the old woman.

"I’m sorry, Mama, but I need to rush to the hospital right away," Audrey went closer to Ms. Bridget.

"It’s okay, I heard you brought back your mother," Ms. Bridget said, smiling at Audrey.

Audrey sighed, feeling bad. She thought the old woman was feeling sad because she had now found her real mother and would now abandon her.

"Aww, Mama," Audrey hugged Ms. Bridget.

"What’s the matter now?" Ms. Bridget asked, confused.

"I’m never abandoning you. I’ve told you before that you’re the mother I know. And nothing and no one will ever take that away from you. You raised me, no different than a mother would have raised her own child, and I grew up to love you, like a daughter would love her mother," Audrey said, laying her head on Ms. Bridget’s shoulder.

Ms. Bridget smiled, gently patting Audrey’s shoulder.

"I know, child, I know. I’m not sad, I just want you to love your mother too. She’s your mother at the end of the day, and any mother would want her child’s undecided love. She’s been through a lot for years, show her that love she’s missed, okay?" Ms. Bridget said softly.

Audrey smiled, nodding. "Yes, Mama," she replied.

She quickly went over to the hospital and headed right into her mother’s ward.

"Audrey, she’s refused talking to anyone," Caleb said as he net Audey at the door.

"She does not believe she has a child either, keeps saying her child was dead," He informed her.

Audrey felt heartbroken hearing that. ’I didn’t die, mother, I survived, we survived,’ She said to herself.

"Thank you for taking care of her, Caleb, I’ll go talk to her," Audrey said and walked through the door.

Isabella was closing her eyes, resting her head on the elevated pillow when she heard the door open again.

She didn’t want to open her question again and listen to that crazy doctor who kept telling her that it was her daughter who saved her from Malachi’s pack.

It wasn’t possible. Her daughter was dead, and no one was capable of saving her from that evil Alpha Malachi’s hold.

This was probably one of Malachi’s tricks to make her believe she had escaped from him so that in the end, he would laugh at her and remind her how he was the one in control of her life.

She had questions, too, but she couldn’t ask it. Sje wanted to ask the doctors why Malachi had ordered him to heal her. Why couldn’t he just let her die?

So she would be alive to receive all his punishments? It made no sense to her. She would rather prefer death than staying alive in such a wicked and worthless life.

"Mother," Isabella heard someone call in front of her bed and frowned.

Who would call her mother?

She’s never heard that kind voice before, yet she felt very familiar and comfortable with it.

She slowly opened her eyes to see who it was. And when she did see the beautiful girl standing before her, her eyes widened in disbelief.

Why was this girl looking so much like her?

Did that witch want to torment her with a cruel trick?

"Who are you?" She asked apprehensively.

Audrey felt broken seeing her mother like that. Scared of everyone. Her eyes showed that there was no more trust left within her.

"I am Audrey, your daughter," Audrey said and slowly walked closer to the side of her bed.

"No! No, stay away from me! You’re not real. It’s you, Elena, you’re trying to mess with my mind, stay away from me, leave me alone!!!" Isabella suddenly turned aggressive, shouting and kicking her legs and arms around.

Audrey quickly moved back, raising her hands up to her mither thar she meant no harm.

"Okay, okay, okay, easy, easy, I’m going back," Audrsy said cautiously.

Isabella watched the young girl as she slowly moved away. This never happened. No one has ever er obeyed her words. Rather, she had been the one obeying them.

What if this was real? Her? Having a daughter?

Elena always mocked her, telling her she took her time to kill Luna Aurora and her sweet little baby, but what if she were lying to her? She is a dark witch, lying was her nature.

She kept looking at the girl. The similarities between them were alarming. She looked exactly like her younger self, and before the girl walked out the door, her wolf, who had been dormant for years, spoke to her for the very first time after a long time.

’Daughter,’ Her wolf said weakly.

Isabella suddenly sat up, eyes widened in shock.

"Daughter?" She said quietly, but Audrey still heard it and paused immediately.

Sje stared at her mother and saw that she was now looking at her with interest.

She started to slowly walk back to her side.

"Yes, Mother, my name is Audrey, your daughter," Audrey said, stopping sooner distance away from her bed.

"How could this be true?" Isabella asked, still in disbelief.

"I’m real, mother, I survived," Audrey sawnhat jer mother’s was no longer aggressive to her proximity, so she covered the remaining distance to the bed.

"I am your daughter, feel my wolf," Audrey cautiously placed her hand on Isabella’s hand, clasping it in hers.

She closed her eyes and said to Avery, "Speak to her, Avery," she whispered.

’Hello, Mother. I’m Avery, your daughter’s wolf,’ Avery said.

Isabella heard it and immediately felt her wolf getting stronger, ’That’s our cub, Isabella,’ her wolf said to her, emotional.

She turned to Audrey, her eyes tearing up.

"You? My daughter?" She asked, slowly raising her shaky hands up to Audrey’s cheeks.

Audrey immediately lowered her face for her, closing her eyes as she felt her mother’s hand on her cheek.

She sighed smoothly with content. In that moment, she felt like a whole had just been filled up within her. She felt complete.

A mother’s touch is always different from he rest, and it’s comforting, protecting, and loving, even without them trying.

"Yes, Mother," Audrey felt herself tearing up and spontaneously hugged Isabella.

She thought she wouldn’t be this emotional, but the look her she stayed beside Isabella, the more she felt herself getting more attached to her. To her scent, aura, voice, touch, just everything about her.

"Oh my goodness, my baby is alive! You survived! Oh my goodness!" Isabella hugged Audtey to herself, tight and warm.

The two look-alike ladies sobbed in each other’s arms, embracing and getting used to each other’s scent.

"What a heart melting sight," Miranda said from the four as she walked into the ward.

Isabella snapped her head to the door.

"Oh my goodness! That’s my sister, that’s my sister," Isabella was crying loudly now as she stated at Miranda.

Miranda chuckled amidst her tears, hurrying over to her sister.

"Yes, yes, it’s me, Isa, it’s me," She said and joined the hug, hugging her lost but found sister and her sweet little neice.

"I can’t believe this, It’s not real," Isabella cried.

"Better believe it, sister, you survived, your baby survived," Miranda said with a smile.

Isabella slowly read Audrey andooked at her face.

"She looks like me," Isabella said, smiling with her rmteary face.

"I do look like you," Audrey replied.

"That’s a good thing, wouldn’t want her looking like that devil," Miranda said angrily.

Isabella stiffened.

Audrey subtly shook her head at Miranda, telling her not to mention Malachi for now.

"You...you know who your father is? Your real father?" Isabella asked.

"Yes, Mother, I know," Audrey replied quietly.