The Lycan King’s Healer – Chapter 18

Eyes warm with tears, I approached my son, his strong and prideful silhouette plucking at each heart string. I kneeled down and hugged him, kissing his cheeks in the soft moonlight.

He giggled at the sudden act of affection and hugged me back. I rested my chest on his little shoulder.

“Theo,” I said, rubbing soothing circles on his back. “Do you like Aldrich?” I couldn’t help but ask.

e to accompany him.

than I did.

urities to him.

, looking like an angel under the moon. He sat saturated in light, cherubic and innocent and caring.

ht to hide my tears.

Aldrich

ed the border.

as the incidents increased from once to thrice.

efore our father along with our mother, who had worry evident in wrinkles above her eyebrows.

alf-brother, Benjamin, announced.

eemingly scrambling for an excuse not to do it. “I have a sick wife. I should not abandon her in her time of need. Plus, Aldrich is th

ked at

ared at me, and opened his mouth to argue when the Queen jutt

y for your health. You just returned from war, and I do not want you entering another.”

thers nodded along with me, vehemently agreeing with satisfaction on their faces. They shared a gla

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e chorus of summer birds and th

you to get lost!”

rrupting her in finding something within the book.

ea I was saying goodbye.

ering my lips. “But you also allow me to come back every time.”

er eyes and her beautiful blonde hair glided in grotesque directions.

came crashing through your roof.”

ut to cook dinner for Theo. If you promise not to bother me—” she glared, urgently adding a layer of warning to her voice, “or touch me, then I suppose you could have

grin. “Deal,” I agreed, “I brought wine as a truce.”

n we entered the house. His bow swinging from his hip, he jumped i

ctice some more?” he prompted eagerly.

pushing away his bow. A notion I’m sure Cathy appreciated.

poured the wine and set the table, Cathy presented the dishes; delicious smelling stew with a golden apple pie as desser

it by the sudden discovery that we looked like a family. Cathy was relaxed and content due to her son’s happiness, and I smiled and laughed a

hen she noticed we were laughing together, she cut herself short and cleared her throat.

use of silence hung between us, then I asked: “Cathy, would you like to walk me back to the pa

no surprise. The surprise was a no

Cathy

s cleaned off, we left the house and walked into the crispness of the late summer night.

The garden was glowing. We noticed it in awe, the glow attracting fireflies to flicker over the daisies and roses. The stars looked like spilled jewels onto a black landscape, gleaming along

catching in my throat.

last time I saw such a thing was when I was a chi

ough the forest. The men voiced their desires to carve us into pieces, for they did not hesitate to cut into my face. One of the men’s cold blade was kissing my neck, and I wa

kill the men, but to distract us from the brutality and make us forget the blood spilling from their necks, the wolf made the plants around us gl

, choking the words out. “Aldrich

ment, as he drew our lips together, I felt a moment of shock that was instantly replaced with contentedness. I liked the kiss. His lips were soft and gentle, and they tasted like the wine. But I di

n his lip.

that hurt.”

m with a shy annoyance, mostly annoyed that my cheek

at me amusedly.

t?”