The Lycan King’s Healer – Chapter 64

Despite the sunlight glowing through the lavender and the gleam in his eye and the way he was smiling at me and the perfect moment drifting right in front of us, I couldn’t do it.

I couldn’t tell him. I had already divulged so much of myself to him, and I didn’t have anything else to give. Once I told him I loved him, he would officially have all of me. He now had the admittal of Theo, my body, and my confessions to caring for him. I braved many things, including death, but I could not brave such a statement.

“I wonder, too,” I said.

adowed the gleam in his eyes but he nodded, his grin never wavering. “That’s alright.

altering smile, the sunlight beginning t

ng me why I stopped drinking it.

on it before grazing it over the wound, instantly healing the shallow nick in his skin. He stopped laughing at that, the humor in his eyes abruptly replaced by longing.

r him to stop Aldrich. He attempted to drag down Aldrich’s arm, but his father simply lifted him into the air as if he was weightless, spinning him around.

ight out with Clement walked by us in front of a cafe. He smiled at my son, looking much healthier than the night I found him.

in you,” he said to him, smiling.

!”

nced nothing could affect it ever again. My confidence in us was more potent than I ever thought it would be. It made me feel silly every time Theo came running up to us with a grin like a child retreating to his parents.

ng his own fa

ly announced one day, inte

terruption, looking at me seriously. “What?”

aring at a candle’s flame shadow drifting back and forth over a shelf of books.

ng anything. He didn’t like guessing wrong. “For?”

eyelashes shadowed over his strong cheekbones. He was undeniably beautiful, even when he looked confused.“I think we’ve been doing well enough to…” I drawed on tentatively, fearing that he may not agree.

athy,” he confirmed, taking my hand in his before lightly squeezing it. I

on his.

t and relenting, as if he wasn’t allowing for to

’s your call,”

out a proper title for them. Alan must have told him to call him Uncle, and that maybe introduced some stability to my son’s concept of family, but he needed to know who Mom and Dad were. Not just Mom and Her Friends; he needed a pair of parents.

stairs to put Theo to bed together. Not just me, and not just Aldrich–the both of us. Admittedly, it felt like

ng motherly look when Aldrich encouraged him to attempt intermediate and, frankly, more dangerous ways to make his training more interesting.

e new skills. I think Uncle Alan is boring you,” he said, winking.

nna do it through the ring of fire like you said!”

grin.

m down. He settled into bed with a pout. “It’s bedtime, you nut.”

in spite of me.

ed into his sheets.

ed him on the nose, engendering a giggle from Theo.

y son. I love you,” he said, ki

react. His little

mean the world to Aldrich, who looked like he was going to shed a tear.

y heart and squeezed. What did he see? Was someone watching us out there?

oia.