บททั้งหมดของ Mate to One, Luna for Two : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

DECLAN’S POV.For the very first time in my life, I had no words to shoot back at someone. I was left dumbfounded, caught off guard by the words and the best I could do was stare blankly at him. "Are you a bad man?" He asked again.What the hell does someone even say to that? The boy came closer to me and like he carried a plague, I stepped back to create space between us. I’ve never actually dealt with a child before. Heck, I have never even been in the same room with one.When the words pup and child are mentioned, all I see is: poop, diapers, drool, snotty cries, sleepless nights, madness and oh, more poop! And now here I was, standing in front of one that embodies the whole package. It irked me. I felt trapped by the boy and the last time I felt that way was when my father was dying and his final wish on his deathbed was for me to marry a woman I never wanted. That thought made all of the feelings I’ve tried so hard to bury since I finally got closure by getting rid of her, r

DECLAN’S POVI didn’t stop running.With an unknown pup in my hands, I didn’t stop running.From the very moment I pushed through the throng of people that were already outside the hall, my pace only got faster as I found my way to get to a safe distance with the little boy in my arms. Running without actually looking where I was going led me into the woods surrounding Tristan’s pack and I didn’t stop until I was sure that we were safe and were not followed by anyone.An explosion rocked the forest, sending birds flying off their trees with terrified screeches and I laid low. From where I stood, I watched the flare flames and of smoke coming from the direction of the heart of Tristan’s pack. It was easy to tell that the godforsaken rogues had set fire on the pack and I was only lucky to have gotten away without getting hurt.Asides from the sound of crickets echoing into the night and of toads croaking out, there was nothing else that posed a danger to me and the child I had brought w

VANESSA’S POVIt's been two weeks.Two weeks of living in what feels like a torment on my soul.Two weeks of tears, pain and anxiety.Two weeks—the longest periods I have ever been away from Dame.Everyone keeps saying the same thing: I should give up. I should accept that he is gone. If we ever find him, it would be his dead body anyway. He’s only a child and there was no way he could have survived being alone for two weeks. The rebel rogues killed him already. They are probably holding him hostage to strike a deal. I shouldn’t put the pack in more distress. It’s only one child, I could still make another.Every time they said those words to me, I shut my mind off because there was no way in hell I’d just accept that my baby was gone forever. I refuse to give up. My baby is out there somewhere. He was smart and barely stressed me out like people said babies would, but he’s probably scared wherever he was out there. Scared and in danger. How could I give up knowing that? Just like ev

DECLAN'S POVRelief washed over me, as I woke up in a much lighter mood. The thought of the boy slowly caving in soothes my mind, and I decided to see how he was doing this morning.I went into his room, where I had carefully put him to bed last night, to see him sound asleep.I couldn't help but be drawn to the boy sleeping across from me. His features bore a striking resemblance to the childhood pictures of mine that I had tucked away in a dusty old album. It was as if I was peering into a mirror of my younger self.But just as I was lost in this uncanny connection, my phone rang, breaking the moment. I fumbled in my pocket to answer the call, torn my attention between the boy before me and the urgent voice on the other end.It was the representative of the packs in the alliance. I decided to take the call outside, in order not to wake the boy up."Speak," I said into the phone impatiently as I left Tiger's room, eager to end the call as soon as I picked up."A meeting will be held

DECLAN'S POVAfter several failed attempts to bring Tiger to eat, the maids eventually gave up and turned to me for help."Alpha, the boy won't accept anything from us," they told me.I instructed them to bring the boy into my room along with his food, and they returned shortly after.I gently encouraged him to take a bite. He glanced up at me, his eyes wide, a hint of stubbornness in his gaze. It was clear he wasn't accustomed to letting strangers care for him.Just as I'm making some progress, Jude strides in, a mischievous grin on his face. "What's going on here?" he asks, feigning innocence. I feel a surge of irritation rise at the sound of his voice. I can tell that he is here to pester me with his nonsense.I glanced at Jude, my brow furrowed in annoyance. "He won't eat from anyone else," I grumble, my voice edged with frustration. I can see Jude's expression shift from playful to teasing, his eyes dancing with amusement.He chuckles lightly. "Looks like you've become a nanny ov