MEL:
After that episode with the, as it was named by Atlas, we had a wonderful night, as has been happening a lot lately.
Blame the hormones...
Now we're finally here at my parents' house, where they even greeted and left us alone in the room they insisted I keep in their house.
I look at the small diary which clearly shows signs of being weathered, the coloring is one of the main factors that gives away how old it is.
My mother was a little reluctant to show us, even though the idea came from her to read it to try to find more information, but that was because she felt that she was invading her sister's privacy, which is understandable since she kept the diary. kept for many, many years without even reading a single word.
I direct my gaze to the Atlas beside me and receive an encouraging one in return. I take a deep breath and then start to open the first few pages.
Ester was the name of Valquíria's mother, I identify it as soon as my eyes come across her extremely neat handwriting.
I carefully read every word said by the woman my mother had as a faithful sister, and I am increasingly surprised at how manipulative and unstable she was.
The beginning showed us a seemingly normal teenager, but as she got older, she began to feel a deep hatred for her sister.
"... Elisabeth is more and more unbearable, always showing herself to be so smart and determined, Dad and Mom are so proud that they don't realize how much this is all about getting attention..."
This was the small section where the insults she directed at my mother began, and it is possible to identify several others during the reading.
I'm outraged by everything I'm reading, while my mother offered her the affection and love of a sister, Ester just wanted to destroy her both mentally and physically.
"... We met one of those girls who said they could read the future in exchange for a few coins and according to Elisabeth herself, she would have a strong Alpha as her partner, with whom she would have a daughter, the future Supreme Luna. I was furious, wouldn't it be? It's possible that she had such a good life, is it?..."
It's inevitable not to feel shocked by that woman's coldness, her feelings are dark, if they exist at all.
"And from that moment I started sleeping with all the Alphas that went to the kingdom where I lived, I made a point of seducing them one by one so that when my sister found hers he would already have had sex with me, and she would feel betrayed, humiliated and rejected. Perverse? Yes, but who said I care?..."
I feel my stomach turn with disgust and disgust at that woman, I hold the diary in my hands more firmly digging my nails into it in the process.
A gentle touch on my hands instantly relieves the pressure I was putting on holding the diary.
— Don't do that, you'll end up hurting yourself— a serious Atlas exclaims taking one of my hands to his lips where he deposits a soft kiss. I nod briefly and turn my gaze to the reading that after a few pages surprises me again.
"... Damn, damn, damn... I met a male, name Peter Smith, a poor humble male who just wanted a mate for himself, and unfortunately, that mate is me. We mated for one night, which for me it was just to ease my wolf instincts, and how surprised I was to find myself pregnant with a wretch..."
— What? My mother hadn't commented at any time that her sister had or even lost another puppy if not Valquíria— I say confused— unless Ester hasn't told her— I finally say trying to understand all that.
"... And that's when I had a plan, an incredible and very well elaborated plan that involved a certain couple that I had known for a long time, composed of a sick human and a witcher who was extremely madly in love with the invalid..."
Her dirty and insensitive words give me chills, something tells me that this woman used this couple as if they were puppets in her hands and that something very bad is coming.
"... The human female is weak in health and lives in bed, I am obliged to take care of her because my parents said that if I didn't change my "petty" behaviors, I wouldn't be included in the will and I wouldn't allow it, I wouldn't let everything for my perfect little sister so I decided that nothing would be more convincing of my change than helping a sick woman have her last remaining moments of life..."
— Fuck— I am startled to see Atlas stand up and throw a punch at the wall which instantly made a hole— that female is a monster, how can she use a young woman who visibly had a serious health problem— pass her hand nervously through her hair as if she wanted to rip it out in anger.
I get up and walk over quickly, checking his hand for any serious damage, but all I see is a little redness.
— What she did is something disgusting and cruel, but I believe that wherever she is she is paying for what she did— I say trying to calm her down— now come on, we have to finish this here today, we'll find out all the truth until the end of the day— I say confidently pulling him by the other hand to the bed, where we sit and continue our reading.
"... The sorcerer is really powerful and does everything for the female from what I could see, so I won her friendship, of course not showing what I felt for her, and the poor thing saw me as a sister since I spent most of my time caring for and talking to her..."
In these pages we see how false and selfish a person can be to achieve their goals, I am ashamed of the "aunt" that I fortunately had the pleasure of not knowing.
"... And it was just a little lie of mine that I managed to make the two fools help me, more precisely the witch to help me. I told them that I had found my companion and that he was an Alpha, so I wanted to tell him differently, first, my pregnancy smell would have to be hidden and second, I would need a potion that, when placed in the drink, would make me sleep for the rest of the night..."
I wonder how they didn't suspect since Ester wanted to drug the male, which is something really strange, but I soon imagine that they trusted her, that she seemed to be very convincing and manipulative.
"... So the witch did as I asked, blindly trusting the female who takes care of her human. I went to a party where I put my plan into practice and the chosen one to be the father of my cub was the powerful Alpha Christian Collins, a handsome, gentle male who inevitably reminded me of Elisabeth..."
That means that...
"... I put the potion in his drink and before he went out, I made him enter one of the many rooms there. I wasn't surprised the next day to see him wake up hysterical when he realized that we were naked and hugged in that huge bed without waking up. remember nothing of what happened, or rather what didn't happen..."
— Valkyrie is not my sister— I say without being able to break out of the trance I've slipped into— shit, I feel so relieved for that— I think, grateful that I don't have Valkyrie as anything more than a cousin on my mother's side.
— Now that's a big revelation— my partner replies laughing, surprised by the situation.
— My father didn't betray my mother, on the contrary, he was deceived all this time— I say still feeling the penny drop.
— Yes dear, he's just one of the pawns used by her— she says coldly probably remembering the dirty words used by her— let's get this over with soon— she finishes turning her attention to that diary and making me automatically do the same.
"... This puppy has been ruining my body for months, yes it's a girl, and Chris has been a great father even before she was born, but the big problem is that he doesn't give a damn, he made it clear that he would take over child, but he doesn't want anything to do with me, he doesn't even let me touch him. I had to ease myself with Peter, who had to accept the situation since I threatened to take his daughter away if I didn't, in addition to doing everything I could. I want..."
There was another passage of time, now with the Valkyrie having already been born.
"... Christian met the damned female who claims to be his partner and how surprised I was to learn that the blessed one is precisely my sister. He said he would continue to take care of the already born child, but I see it clearly in his eyes who doesn't feel anything for me, and worse than being hated is being indifferent to him..."
It is noticeable that in addition to being angry, she feels changed, unhappy, and very jealous of my mother. Where is it all going?
"...Elisabeth, always her, stealing everything that should rightfully be mine, my parent's attention, the inheritance I'll have to share, and now the male I've chosen to be mine. As she seems to be floating on clouds, I have to deal with dark thoughts that roam my mind. I don't know if I can handle it..."
Maybe what this woman has is some psychological illness, it's not possible.
"... I can't stand seeing them together anymore, I can't stand that child who needs attention, I can't stand that invalid wanting to be taken care of and that witch kissing the ground she walks on, I can't stand Peter saying he loves me and would do anything for me. I will put an end to all this..."
"But still, thanks to you P."
And those were his last words in that amazing diary.