Frozen

I've never felt this frozen before.

There is a million of little unformed thoughts running inside my head, but I cannot single out any.

Is she lying? Is she really my mother? And how?!

The woman notices my distress, so she speaks. "I should've guessed Patrick never told you the truth."

"My mother is dead," is all I manage to utter.

She smiles mirthfully. "I guess you are right in a way. I did die. I just didn't stop to exist..."

I swallow hard. She is lying. "So, what are you saying? I know you couldn't turn! Vampire's bite kills werewolves, it doesn't turn them into one!"

She nods. "I wasn't bitten," she says simply. "Lily... if you want to know my story, I have to tell it from the beginning."

I stare at the seemingly unaggressive vampire and shrug. "It's not like I don't have the time to hear it."

The woman takes a seat opposite of me, at a safe distance. "When Patrick and I joined in a ceremony, we were... very much in love." I notice a small smile playing on her lips, but she do