Chapter Thirty Eight

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It has been two days since we moved into this new home and everything has been going well. The house is quite spacious yet isn't that big which I don't mind since I have never been a fan of living in big homes.

The bigger the house more work it would be to clean and I just don't like it. I'm a simple girl that likes simple things.

Right now, Aracel's sleeping form was curled up into a ball on my lap as I read through a book. She was still growing at a quick pace, if not even faster than before and now had the appearance of an eight year old.

Ashanti was taking a long shower since he got back from planting in his new garden. He had a passion for nature and he was now focused on getting his new garden to look the same as the old one.

I closed the book and swayed my head back and forth as I sang yet another one of my mother's songs. Her songs were now becoming one of my favorite memories of her.

"Fighting through it all,
Never giving up.
Gotta keep on moving,
Yeah that is what's up.

Not looking behind me,
Eyes always upfront.
Feet are moving forward,
That's the way to hunt.

Gotta keep on moving,
Moving forward.
Gotta keep on moving,
Moving forward."

I stopped singing in the middle of the song when Aracel began humming to the tune of the song.

She uncurled herself and opened her eyes. Only her blue eye was shining brightly as she tugged at my shirt. She still didn't talk that much, but would do so every now and then.

"Want to hear the rest of the song?" I asked as she nodded her head. A smile crawled onto my face as I began singing from the beginning once again.

Near the ending of the soon, she joined in with me leaving me curious as to how she knew the ending lyrics.

"My little girl can sing," Ashanti said, as he walked into the living room. "You took everything from your mother, from her looks to her personality and even her voice."

The smile on my face widened at his words as he took a seat near us. We were a small, happy family but from what life has taught me, nothing good lasts long.

Her eyes sparkled as she crawled from me and onto him. Her hands instantly reaching for the curly wet stands of hair as she giggled.

A soft laugh escaped my lips as I looked at the two of them. I couldn't help the memories that resurfaced as I got up and left.

As soon as I stepped outside, a cool breeze blew against my skin. My hair going with it as I kept on walking, enjoying the feel of it. The memories just playing in my head as I tried to block them out.

"Have you ever thought of cutting your hair mama?" I asked, as my fingers were all tangled up in her long, blonde strands. I would always play in them whenever I got the chance to, which was quite often.

"No darling, it's one of the things that makes me who I am," she said, as she gently unwrapped her hair from around my fingers. A small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"Somos gente de la luna, aqui para arreglar los errores de sus caminos," she said in a far away voice as she looked down at the lake. She was staring at it as if there was something in it that only she could see.

I shook my head forcing the memory to stop as I realized that I was now standing beneath a huge tree. 

I didn't understand the meaning behind her words back then, but now I do. 'We are people of the moon, here to fix the errors of their ways.' She was telling me that we belonged to the moon goddess and that it was our purpose to right the wrongs of the wolves.

If only she could have just done that in the first place and save her the trouble of creating my kind in the first place. Now we have to go through this whole long process which I don't think I will ever understand.

Still, I wasn't sure about what was going to happen and what it was that Aracel had to do in this whole thing. This mess just had my head spinning in circles.

Not caring if I dirtied my clothes, I allowed my legs to give up as I fell on the ground. The grass pricking my skin through my clothes but I ignored it.

Everything would all be over soon and maybe then will I be allowed some peace and happiness. Even if it is just for a month or two, I would gladly accept it.

My back was resting on the tree trunk as I closed my eyes and let all my worries fly away. The cool breeze blowing around me as the smell of nature filled my nose.

This might even be the last time that I get to enjoy a time like this. Better make the most out of it while I still can.

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