Novel & Cerita Carta A Mis Sobrinos

The confession almost makes me cry, a sudden wave of homesickness threatening to pull me under. I think about my siblings at home; my twin brothers, Alessandro, and Cassandra. I think about Mom Luna and Dad Leonardo, all my aunts and uncles and cousins. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always spent my birthday with them, surrounded by their love, laughter, and smiles.

"Nanny, what the hell is this man doing here?" "Lilian I-" she started but Cartel cuts her off. "Lilian, is this the way to talk to your uncle?" I scoffed "Uncle? Look who is talking about relationships now." I went closer to him. "You are the one who stole my daddy’s documents and sold the only home he left for me, and then your sister who you do not have an atom of pity for…what did you do after that, you gambled the money you got from the house and still owe those loan shark. Just how dare you Cartel call yourself my uncle you beast!”

Papa folded his arms. “I don’t know why you’d find that suspicious, Papa. They are my cousins and at least one of my future Alpha. They asked me to do something, therefore I did it. Shall I call Nonno or Zio Alec and ask how often you did what Zio André or Zia Kat told you?” I arched my brow. “Don’t try and be smart with me, uccellino,” Papa said. “Well, I certainly wouldn’t be stupid with you.” I smiled.

I tightened my hold on her and inhaled her scent, remembering it for the years to come that we won’t be seeing each other. Having family means stepping completely out of this business and never return, never look back. I’m glad that Cara understood that. I’m glad that she knew me full well. “Thank you. Thank you, sorella. Ti voglio bene.” She then let go and placed her hand on my cheek, rubbing it with her thumb. “I wish you the best in your life and you’re soon to be family, fratello. Zio and babbo will be so proud of you. I can’t say the same thing with me though. Babbo will have a heart attack six feet under the ground when he finds out.” She shrugged and I laughed from the bottom of my h

That made something warm bloom in my chest. Then Lando pushed a smaller wrapped gift forward with both hands. “This one is from us too, Nonno Alec,” Lando said shyly. Papa’s expression changed instantly. He opened it carefully and found a framed drawing of our family, messy, bright, and perfect, with every person labeled in Lando’s careful handwriting. At the bottom, he had written, Family means nobody gets left behind. Papa stared at it for a long moment. “Grazie, Lando,” Papa said quietly, his voice rough. “I will keep this in my office.”

I almost screamed, turning to the line of Grandma Sterling, and the five boys and girls on either side of her. “Hi…I’m Nora.” Grandma Sterling releases her grip from them, pouncing on me instead with an excited smile so wide that her wrinkles almost disappear. “Nora! Let me introduce you to our family. This is Allister, Damien’s first cousin, then Elena, his sister, Lucas, his brother….” She went on, mentioning a bunch of names I was sure I’d forget. I waited for the snide remarks, or the hissing, or the fake smiles from them. However, they all burst into wide smiles like their grandmother, each of them squealing too.

After saying goodbye to my parents, I walked out of the house to find my brothers at the car park. The rising sun bathed the surroundings, casting a warm glow as I neared my brothers at the luxury car park. They were rich, far richer than the Georges. "So, who will you be riding with, sis?" Carter asked first. Knowing that I wanted to ask him about his mate bond with Emily, as I hadn't had a personal chat with him—it was always me and Caleb—I walked up to meet him and bashfully held his masculine arm. "I will be riding in your car," I said with excitement, knowing that I had turned them into my personal chauffeurs, and they were happy to have me ride in their cars. They didn't look down on m

Once inside, I turned around to see Esteban, Sebastian, Beatris, and someone who I presumed to be the Beta of Beatris' pack. "Let me see the letter," I request. Beatris hands it to me, and I read it. We are thrilled that you have located your sister and brother because this will make our time together much more enjoyable. We advise you to get ready because we'll attack before you realize it and we won't stop until we've done what we started all those years ago. If we succeed this time, we'll finally get our revenge on your father.

Those fantasies shattered like a glass, the harsh reminder of reality staring at me right in the eye. My fists clenched as those memories of the past stirred up once again and my hatred for Logan just intensified in tenfold. Carl pulled my hands and asked, “Mom, when will I have a sibling? My friend, Robert, has a baby brother. When will I have one?” I could feel the corners of my eyes burn with tears, but I tried to push them back “Carl. You’ll have one when the time comes.” I whispered, and he smiled sweetly as he wrapped his arms around me.

I stumbled to the other side of the bedroom as Quill grabbed the little scroll, frowning. "The note is for you." he said, handing it out to me. Creeping close so as not to grab the attention of the owl, I took the note from Quill, opening it. Dearest sister, I write to inform you that through the orders of father, he has pulled out from doing business with Alpha Mason. I demand that you be back home to discuss this matter in person. I will be home by then. Your brother, Caleb. P.S, I still remember your fear of owls.