Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

LENA. ONE YEAR LATER. “Mom,” I heard Isna call me while I was in the kitchen with my mom. Lucia decided that we were family and we shouldn't be apart. I really needed someone hence our relationship was needed. It had been one year since the issue with Jon Murray. We bought a house on neutral ground and I also changed my workplace. The hospital still reminded me of my past. Alexander’s death. It hasn't been easy moving on, I couldn't. Not when every night I had dreams of him. Wet dreams and whenever I woke up, I found my pussy dripping. Lately, I had been feeling weak and I knew it was the death of my mate that caused it. Anyway, Isna ran into the kitchen while mom was preparing lunch and I was working on my laptop. She carried a pink barbie bag which mommy got her the last time she went to Dubai. She got a set of it for Riana’s and Nathan’s children as well. Riana and Nathan are her kids with Jon Murray. They are really nice and they love Isna and Israel so much. We became

LENA. My wolf was right, it would catch up with me but there was no other way to stop the persistent pain. After losing my mate - killing him- I started to feel a heart wrenching pain in my heart, a burning sensation that spread over. I had to take multiple painkillers to stop it. Yet, this painkillers could slowly kill me because one of the key ingredients was mild wolfsbane. It was never supposed to be overused. Unfortunately, I had to use it twice in one day to reduce the pain. After dinner, I put the kids to sleep. They didn't sleep though, not yet. Isna was staring at me as I read ‘The Napping House’ to them. Israel was playing with his motorcycle toy, gently riding it along his side. He looked like he wasn't interested in what I was reading. “Mom, when are we going to meet daddy?” Isna asked, cutting me short. Shocked, I lifted my head. She was looking at me. Why have they suddenly started to ask about their father? Did someone tell them something? “Maybe because

LENA. “What cost?” I asked as soon as we walked into her living room. I didn't know why I followed her, curiosity I guess. Her living room was quite scanty. There was no television and the painting looked like it was peeling off. Okay, why should I believe her when her house looks like this. Moreover Jenna was a neurosurgeon, how could she ever be friends with someone like this who stayed in a middle-class environment. Her house didn't look nice too, looked like she didn't have any money to repair damaged areas. There was a frame on the wall. It contained herself and a lady who looked like her. It was her daughter, There was no doubt. “That’s my daughter. Her name is Leilani.” She walked over to the frame. She paused in front of it and then caressed the photo. She sounded sad like she was dead. “Where…” I paused starting to feel guilty for bashing her in my mind. She didn't deserve that especially because she had lost a daughter.“Where is she?” I finally the gut to ask. She tu

ALEXANDER. “Sir, are you not checking out? Everyone’s gone.” Barbara peered her head into the room which made me raise my head from my laptop for the first time in two hours. I had been so engrossed with work, I barely had time to think for myself. It was dark out, I backed an entire transparent floor-to-roof length wall yet I rarely find the view as interesting as it was meant to be. I only looked out there to find something. It. I called that something, It because it couldn't be named. It was like a hole. A puzzle that was missing. However, I didn't know what it was. I didn't even have options. All I know there was sometimg. “Barbara, you can leave. I’m gonna stay,” I said. She nodded, her glasses didn't flinch even though they sat on the bridge of her nose. Barbara had been working with me for the longer than I could count. I wasn't kidding, I couldn't count how long she had been working for me. I didn't know honestly. Royce said it had been years. Lost my memories in a

ALEXANDER. “Royce brought your shirt last night, I know you won't wear it anymore so I'm just going to toss it off.” Jenna stepped into my room, pushing the door back too suddently it made me jerk my head back. Jenna was my mate. She was also my wife. I had lost my memory and I didn't know much of how this worked. I saw the frames of us and the kids hence I knew we were a real family. Yet, there was no connection. It was sort of broken. I didn't know how but I didn't feel anything toward her or even the kids. “Okay,” I said simply trying to fix my tie. She sighed as if she was expecting me to say more. She stepped into the room, pushing the door back. Walking to me, she tucked the shirt under her armpit and took my tie from me. I allowed her. I didn't neccesarry want to but I allowed her to take over and stared above her head although I only kept my head straight - she was merely short. “You sent Royce in your stead to attend the kids' school father’s day.” She began. Damn