The only family member Imani had was her mother. After the death of her mother, Imani's whole world is turned upside down. In hopes found a family and uncovers the secrets of her mother. Imani never thought she would run into an Alpha claiming to be...
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Imani
I didn't tell Eric about my trip. Unlike me who doesn't know what I want to do with my family. Eric goes to an Academy training to become a police officer. We are both adults now and I don't want to get in his way with my issues. Although I know he wouldn't mind and would love to come on this trip with me I didn't want him to come across America just to be let down and waste his time.
It was pretty easy to follow the map although some landmarks the name and streets have changed. Going through the same route my mother took felt wired because I am not sure if she left fearing for her life or for something else. For all, I know this could be one huge death trap, but even if it is I think it would be worth it. I have nothing to lose at this point and I need answers.
In order to get to the cabin, I need to travel by train. It took four days to there because of the many stops. The cabin was on top of a hill in the countryside. Luckily I packed light so I didn't have too much of a hard time walking up the hill.
I looked at the picture to make sure I was in the right place. Taking a deep breath I knocked on the door. I didn't hear anything.
I knocked again and there was---
"What do you want?" I heard a voice behind me and I jumped in shock. I felt something sharp pressed against my back.
"I--I--I am looking for a person name Neema" I said as my body is shaking.
"What business do you have with her?" The person asked pressing the sharp object deeper. I wince in pain. "There is a picture in my back pocket of her and my mother. I am just here to see if she had any information about my mother." I said. My heart is beating loudly and I don't know what to do. Am I going to die?
The person reaches into my back pocket and pulls out the picture.
"What is your name?"
"Imani" I answered "Imani Thompson," I said.
Slowly the sharp object is removed from my side. "You can turn around." Letting out the breath I didn't know I was holding I slowly turned around to see a black woman with black and gray locs. She looks to be around the same age as my mother in her 40s. From her facial features, she looks similar to the woman in the picture with my mother.
"Sorry about that we not open to strangers around here." She said putting away her kife. I took a step back.
"Um...It's fine. I didn't really tell anyone I was coming." I said.
"Wow, you look just like her." She said looking between me and the picture. I have been told many times from my friends I look just like my mother. We have the same nose and lips.
