The Lycan King’s Healer – Chapter 15
We left Cathy alone in the garden. Clearly, neither of us saw her at peace very often.
As Theo pulled me into his room to play with toy soldiers, I could no longer ignore the question that has been scratching my brain raw.
He had to be my son. As our little soldiers fought on the wooden floor, I glanced up at him with a somber smile. I wondered if he sensed it too.
…Theo,” I tentatively said, his name unfamiliar but sweet in my mouth, “would you like to learn some fighting s
t over playing games or with toys, but I still wanted to see how he’d react. I was his age when I began training with my father’
the floor. “Teach me!”
and full of mischief. They reminded me of Cathy’s, how det
tly defensive stances. I did not want to get too down and dirty, not wanting to taint his mind with too much brutality.
eet should always be in line with your shoulders, knees bent,” I ordered, pushing the inside of his knee outward so that he squatted slightly.
punch with your thumbs tucked in,” I instructed, demonstrating what it’d look like. “Always make sure your fist loo
ed his mother, but I wanted to show him how to do it right.
han most boys’ his age, so it was no wonder he got stuck in the wall.
ding seamlessly, I nearly dropped to my knees.
t an ordinary wolf, just like me. I grinned at him, beaming at my chil
certain that he belonged to me, and even more certain that Cathy was keeping him from me.
defending his mother, something we were both hell bent on doing
and arrows from my training grounds, along with targets. Arch
easons lycans ruled the werewolf empire and suppressed vampire
Cathy
d in the strange potions and medicines that I had not yet purchased or concocted.
Wary, I stood up with a frown. What was that? Fear of more intruders and Emily’s avengers surfaced. I cautiously wandered around the side of the house to the backyard where I heard it, prowling silently through the sunset d
the patch of grass.
“Shoulders down. Grip the bow tightly. You’re d
pier
sed my face.
triumph. I couldn’t help but admire the scene, my son and his father dancing around the grass and laughing in glee.
e triumphs dwindled into disapproval.
eo, the future general of the pack is definitely you!”
when I decid
drich may have been trying to undo his wrongs, but that did not make him a good person. I did not want my son heavily influenced by him. Plus, I didn’t even want my son to be a general or even on the battlefield. He was to live a long, safe life with me.
the pony was tired, and told Theo that he would revisit him tomorrow. I stood up from the garden swing as Aldrich passed me to leave.
tried to stifle any feelings I secretly had for him.
d never came back.”
paused for a moment. He seemed to soak in the information before simply nodding, a neutral and unreadable express
shoulder, running up the stairs to my bedroom. He ignored my protests to put me down.