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Tove Campbell

I always thought what made my mother turn out to be the villain of this story but I guess, it's okay. It's okay to let someone be so that we, the point like characters slowly get enlarged.

"Mother." I sneered knowing venom was laced in my voice but didn't care at that moment.

Her eyes roamed around to find someone but then I got to know whom she was looking for. Amy.

I fold my arms looking at the woman who gave birth to me but left me alone, alone in this world filled with evil monsters.

"Tove." Oh, how much I missed the soft tone indicated to me but never did. Now, it's too late to recoil from any such horrendous scene.

I closed my eyes sharply shaking my head to pass out from various nightmares. "What are you doing here?" I spoke coldly.

Her innocence can fool anyone but me. "I came here to meet you."

Yeah, and I came to loiter around. I rolled my eyes irritated by her sense of fake comfort. "Come to the point, mother."

Her innocence dissipated as she angrily growled at me. "Give me back for what I have came for."

I smirked covering up the distance and stood a few centimetres away from the borderline.

"What you came for, mother?" I know I am sprouting nonsense but at that moment I want to absorb the meantime to chat with that specific someone called my mother.

She immediately raised her hand to grab my throat but quickly retreated back as soon as electric shock circulated her skin.

"Your life." This time she has to smirk looking at my miserable state.

"Oh! Come on mother, stop these jokes. Tell me how are you?"

"Joke? These aren't jokes, Tove. Your life is a joke. A pathetic joke of survival from certain dickhead mate." She sneered laughing evilly at me.

"I never expected to get bully as my mate, mother but I guess not even my soulmate is as good as you. I need to upgrade my quality products." I mumbled.

"Give me your life and I shall not harm anyone of you." I mimicked her words laughing leisurely strolling backwards.

"Go back to where you came from, mother. I don't have time to listen to your sick bullshit." I turned back not interested to mingle around the witch of so called mother.

"Not even the reason as to why your mate turned into a bully?" I stopped dead on my tracks.

"What did you say?" I slowly turned back to look at her. Her black eyes glowed in the midst of dark polluted scenery.

"The person who can fall in love with Elena but never Tove. I  guess it's because even he knows what a pathetic human you are."

"Shut up." I roared making her staggered back a little.

She smirked, "Glad to know your wolf is stronger."

"Shut the fuck up." I again yelled.

"Do you know it was me who cast a spell on Sawyer to make him bully." A lump succeeded in my throat latching onto it.

"W-What?" I staggered behind holding the tree as support of mine.

"Yes." Her cruel smirk faced on me.

Later, she tsked, "But then that stupid fucker said that he couldn't offer anymore to Sawyer for which he now admires you, wants you."

"Who? To whom you gave the order? Who is he?"

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