Surrogacy For Ex's Uncle Professor のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Robin’s POVMicah knocked once on the doorframe, like he didn’t want to come in until I invited him.Weird of him to do that, but I wasn’t sure what to think.He was planning something or wanted something. But what? I was wrapping my mind around it, trying to figure out what I was going to do.Except, I decided the best thing to do was just not give in and look over at him. Just play it cool. Things had been strange between us, our feelings still growing, and the two of us constantly dancing around us.At least the triplets were thriving, much to my relief.I didn’t look up from the book in my lap. “You knock now? That’s new.”“Don’t get used to it,” he said, stepping in anyway. “You busy?”“Mentally or emotionally?”“Both,” he said flatly. “But I need you to listen for a second.”I closed the book, sliding a receipt in as a placeholder. “Okay, shoot.”He crossed his arms, like he was building armor before even speaking. “My dad’s been doing better. Stronger. The treatments… they’ve b

Micah’s POVThe dinner ended up going great. Father loved Abuela, much to my surprise. Well, not really. I had a feeling the two of them were going to get along based on the simple fact that she was a lot like his mother.He ended laughed during the dinner, to my surprise. I couldn’t believe my father was laughing when lately it didn’t seem like he had much laughter in his body. Or in his soul.Right now, I was visiting my family again. Some of the oldest family guards were there keeping an eye on Robin on the twins. I had to talk to my mother but she was busy. This was why I was currently talking to Victor. We had a strange relationship, but with him here I decided I might as well run the idea by him.He was sharpening a sword. Why did he have a sword? Fuck if I know but I ignored him.What I had to tell him was important.I needed to run the idea by someone in the family. It was the fact that I wanted to challenge the head of the other crime family to a duel.They had tried to kill

Micah POVIt was time to tell my mother that the formal request had been accepted. I just got news it had been and though she knew I was going to do this, I hadn’t told her this to her face.I found her in the kitchen, slicing apples with surgical precision. She didn’t look up when I walked in—just kept slicing like the fruit had personally offended her.Mother wasn’t one for spending time in the kitchen. It was honestly a surprise to see her in the kitchen right now, but I wasn’t going to question that right now. What mattered the most was being able to explain to her that this was happening.I was going to engage in this fight, and you know what? I’d bucking survive it. Again, I had no choice if I wanted to be there for Robin and the triplets.“You’re early,” she said.Robin, the triplets, and I were supposed to come over to day but for now it was just me. I wanted to tell her without Robin around, so I could make sure she didn’t hear what I had to say. It wasn’t going to go well if

Robin’s POVWhen I was on my way back, I decided I was willing to call Kathryn because I needed some moral support—and fast.I didn’t even say hello when she picked up. “You’re not going to believe this.”“Try me.”“Micah is going to challenge a rival crime family to an old-fashioned werewolf duel.”There was a pause.Then—“What the actual fuck?”“Right?”“Like… a duel-duel?”“Yup. Teeth. Claws. Full moon. Probably blood everywhere.”“Robin.”“I know.”“Robin.”“I know!”“You were supposed to get answers, not trauma.”“Victor didn’t even deny it! He just gave me that grumpy sigh like, ‘ugh fine, yes, your emotionally repressed maybe-boyfriend is planning wolf murder.’”“Holy shit.”“My thoughts exactly.”“This is insane. This is okay, hold on, walk me through this. Slowly. Like I’m a child.”I took a deep breath. “Micah challenged someone. Officially. As in, old-school werewolf law. It’s still a thing.”“Of course it is.”“He didn’t tell me. I had to pull it out of Victor like an impa

Micah’s POVAfter the two of us slept together, things were a little better. We had talked so things were less stressed but I realized that it wasn’t going to get better until this fucking fight was over,.This was why I had to make sure I had a backup plan in case I didn’t make it. The only person I could think to trust with this was Victor.He wouldn’t want to help me. Except he would want to help the woman he was still obviously in love with. Or had feelings to some extent. It was just a matter of trying to convince him to listen to me first.I stared at the screen for a solid minute before finally hitting call. Victor picked up on the third ring.“…What?”“Good afternoon to you, too.”“What do you want, Micah?”“I need you to come to the estate.”Pause.“For what?”“To talk.”A longer pause.“Talk?” he repeated, like I’d suggested we braid each other’s hair.“Yes, Victor. Talk. With words.”I rolled my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose. What the hell was wrong with my nephew? S