My Hidden Darkness

First memory,

" Mama, will you always be here for me?" Little Louvre questioned innocently and blinked her big eyes. She was still on her uniform, as she just came back from her school, and it seems she was eager to ask her mother that question, before she could do any other thing.

Her mother, Mrs. Roland, looked at her somehow and wondered why she will ask that question. Was Louvre starting to watch some bad movies?

Was Louvre hearing bad words now? She couldn't stop thinking in that way, and she asked herself inwardly. But she regained her smiley face and squatted to little Louvre's level.

She held Louvre's both hands and gazed right into her eyes, her gaze carried nothing, but gentility. And Louvre's little face became a little bit flushed, but it didn't take a lot of time.

" I will always be here for you my darling, you don't have to worry about that okay?" Then, she kissed the crown of her little daughter.

" Yay! Thanks Momma." She trilled and jumped up happily. Her mother stared at her excited face and was really curious this time to know what prompted her daughter to inquiry something like that, " But why did you ask that kind of question? Did someone said bad words to my little baby?"

She jovially asked Louvre, and that made Louvre to stop jumping and shook her head as a negative answer. But immediately, she opened her mouth to reply her mother, " No, Mama. One of my classmates said to me that his mother ran away from home, and he was left alone with his father and siblings. He looked really sad when he was saying that, and I pity him. Then, I started thinking about you and hoped you won't do like that."

What came next immediately she finished talking, was a heartily laugh from her mother, and she shook her head. Little Louvre wondered why her mother was laughing, but she just stared at her and waited for her mother to stop laughing.

It didn't take long, and her mother exhaled to calm herself down, then she told her little daughter to follow her, " Come." And the latter held on to her mother's right palm and walked beside her.

They reached her mother's room, and the duo made their way in. Louvre wanted to ask something, but she didn't want to be too forward, so she waited patiently for what her mother was going to do or say.

" Sit my dear Louvre", a gentle voice sounded in Louvre's ear, and she nodded, while she took her seat. Mrs. Roland also took a seat and faced her daughter, her right leg was crossed over her left leg, and she made a cool face.

" I will never leave you Louvre, if that's what you are thinking, including your father and this very house. You all mean a lot to me, and I will never trade you guys for anything else. Why will I? When I got the most sweetest daughter, the most loving husband, and the most peaceful home. This is the best home ever my dear, I want you to know this and cut that thought of me leaving. Just throw that thought away and be happy okay?"

Her mother calmly voiced out to her and assured her. She couldn't blame Louvre for thinking that way, as she was only worried and didn't want to be sad like her friend.

Louvre smiled and ran to hugged her mother, she was elated and moved. She felt as if she was the most luckiest daughter on earth, and her chest swelled up. Her mother was cut off guard with the sudden embrace, but she wounded her arms around Louvre's back and patted her nicely.

" Thank you Mama, thank you so much. You are the best Momma." She heard the little girl say, and she smiled with her face showing a relaxed emotion.

" Oh my dear sweet Louvre, you just made my face flushed." She grinned and disengaged the embrace. Louvre chuckled at her mother's words, it was evident she was glad, and this moment meant a deep thing to her.

" Don't worry about your friend, you can tell him to come here, and I can also care for him." Louvre's mother continued, and this made Louvre to smile more wildly, showing one of her missing canine as her permanent teeth was still growing.

" Mama! Thank you again! Yes, I will gladly tell him, and am sure he will be interested. I can't wait! Thanks again momma", she squealed and kissed her mother's left cheek.

Her puny mind was very happy, and she couldn't wait to get to school again tomorrow.

" It alright dear, let's find you something to eat, and also you haven't undress yourself." Her thought was interrupted by her mother's concern words, and immediately her stomach grumbled. She covered her eyes and ran out of the room. Her mother shook her head again and smiled at her daughter's silliness.

Second memory,

A fifteen years old girl was hiding in her room, she was scared to go out, so she decided to stay inside her room and locked the door. But soon, a knocked was heard by her, and she asked hoarsely, " Who is it?"

" Your mother dear, can you please open the door? We need to talk Louvre." Mrs. Roland answered her softly and begged her. She knew Louvre can be stubborn sometimes, but there was always a way to tame a stubborn person.

But her mother only received silence from the other side, Louvre was debating whether she should open the door or make up an excuse, and she later went for the latter thus refusing her mother, " Am busy right now mum, maybe when am free, then I will let you know."

She hoped her mother would buy her lies, but her hope shattered when she heard her mother next reply.

" C'mon Louvre, I know you are not busy, so stop all these, and please open the door. Please..." Mrs. Roland begged her daughter with a gentle tone and somehow it worked, as she heard her daughter sighed and with her werewolf sharped ears, she was able to pick on approaching steps.

Louvre sighed, she knew despite how stubborn she was, she couldn't resist her mother. So, she stood up from the bed and with lazy steps, she strolled towards the door.

Soon, the door was opened and there stood her mother, gazing at her with eyes full of worries. She stepped aside for her mother to enter, and Mrs. Roland made her way in.

" Oh Louvre", came her mother's sweet voice, whilst her mother held her left arm.

Louvre tried to made a strong face and voiced out indifferently, " Say what you have to say Mama, I don't have much time."

Mrs. Roland then exhaled, she was sad on how Louvre replied her indifferently, but she still decided to talk to her daughter, " Why don't you want to go with me and your dad to the pack meeting?"

She questioned her daughter but deep inside, she was well aware about the reason why. But she had her reason for asking.

" I just don't feel like and please, I don't want to talk about it. Just let me be, I want to be alone for now please." She replied her mother and went over to sit on her bed. She was sad but was trying to shift her sad thoughts away from her mind. It wasn't easy for her, and her self esteem was reduced right now.

Her mother went over to sit on the bed , beside her daughter and looked up before she fixed her gaze to Louvre's sideview face, " If you don't want to talk about it now, then when are you going to talk about it? You don't have to run away from your fears Louvre."

Her mother was trying to pat her daughter, so she can let out her thoughts and fears out. She wasn't happy with how Louvre was bottling her emotions, and it pained her. Louvre was just not her daughter, she was more than that, she was her only precious jewel, her gem, and her irreplaceable baby.

" Mum, I will talk about it when am ready, but now am not. I believed it my wish if I don't want to go to the pack meeting, and you guys have to respect my wish as my parents." She solemnly answered her mother, her voice not too loud, and she refused to look at her mother's face.

Not that, she was scared, but she just don't want to let her guard down.

When did Louvre stubbornness become this great? Mrs. Roland questioned herself inwardly and shook her head, whilst dropping her head down.

" Why can't you be free with me Louvre? Why can't you talk with me?" Her mother sadly whispered to her, but it came out more like a question. A sad question, and Louvre had to fight back her tears.

She hates talking and acting like this, but her emotions were getting the best of her, and it was making her to act cheeky which wasn't like her.

" Why?", came her mother's question again.

" I am free with you Mama, just that right now am not in a proper state", her calm reply sounded in her mother's ears, and she nodded, " Is it because you are scared?"

Louvre heard her mother say, and she knitted her brows lightly.