29. Death Anniversary.

Deangelo.

I woke up sad and solemn today, it was my mom’s death anniversary after all. it was also my wife’s. The fact they both died on the same day is something that I think the universe intentionally planned on just to mock me.

I remained seated in my study as my mind wanders around, my zeal and quest for revenge went higher and higher the more I reminisce about how my mom and my wife had been killed by the same set of people and how they have somehow managed to keep evading being death with by me and my pack.

A particular scene kept coming back, how I had watched my mom get raped and killed by the alpha of the Amato pack, how I had watched it all happen while I hid away like a coward under the bed just to avoid being seen as mother had instructed. no child should ever have to see their mother get treated so inhumanely. No child should watch his mother get brutally taken advantage of and then choked till there was no air left in her lungs.

I had grown up with that image of my mothe