Alpha's Lost Luna Returns With His Twins-Chapter 154-Never A Daddy’s Girl

Iris:

"Would you let me stay?" I asked her in a whisper.

"What would you do staying here? Kash is getting married," she said, folding her arms across her chest and tapping her foot on the ground.

"Unless he has given you hope," she added, and I sniffled again.

"You have made a deal with me, Mother, and I want to make one with you now," I said, taking a deep breath, but I kept hiccuping from crying too much and holding back my tears.

"In exchange for the cure, I want freedom from you. I want to be left alone. Do not worry, I will not stay here with Kash, because you are right. He is no saint either. But I have every right to go and start fresh somewhere else," I told her, hoping she would give me at least this much leniency and set me free.

But the way she grunted and the way her face turned bitter shocked me.

"No. You will come home with me. You will meet your brother. Your children will meet their uncle. That is my decision, and you have no authority to make a deal. Do you hear me?" she almost raised her voice before she quieted herself when she mentioned the children.

"You should think about your children’s future. Do you have any idea what will happen once you transition here among werewolves, or when your children transition here? Do you have any clue what they will do to them? The same Kash who is calling them his children will call them monsters. It has happened before, and it will happen again, because werewolves hate us."

There was a brief moment when, the way my mother spoke, it did not seem like she was being hateful. It looked like she truly believed the werewolves had done something to her.

"Now, tell me, what were you staring out of the window for?" she asked me sternly. When I did not respond, she started to smile to herself.

"You know, your brother has been asleep for a while now," She had only said that much when I realized it was a threat.

"Kash has gone to get the water," I spoke up instantly, only because I did not want my child to suffer for my arrogance.

"Good," my mother smiled.

"That makes me so happy," she added, smiling more widely. However, her face quickly turned into a harsh, expressionless one.

"Do not ever try to hide anything from me. The only reason I am being nice to you is because I am your mother. Now, you will come to me the minute he brings the cure. Remember, do not make him give it to Colin. It will not work, because Colin is not sick. Remember that."

She hissed and turned around and then walked away. There was this victorious walk she did, right in front of me, that made me clench my fists.

Once she walked away, I tiredly sat down on the couch, gripping the edge of the soft cushions.

I could not live like this. Was she really serious about getting me married to Luca? I did not want to do it. But what could I do?

Once Wilson woke up and he was fine, my mother would get even more crazy.

She loved Wilson a lot, and once he woke up, she would try to do everything to give him more power.

She would even use his powers to start a war with the werewolves. And I could tell that she hated werewolves.

But one thing she said was also true. Werewolves did not like lycans either.

In that hopeless moment, I pulled out my phone and dialed my father’s number.

I did not know how long it had been since I had spoken to him alone. But I had accused him of being the reason my mother was this way.

Years ago, before running away and marrying Kash, I had told my father that Mother was going through some sort of stress, that she was not okay in her head, and that he needed to get her help instead of letting her do whatever she wanted.

My father got angry, slapped me, and decided to punish me by getting me married to anyone he wanted. That was how I had run away.

But maybe things have changed now. Maybe he would realize how unhinged she was once I told him what she had done to me. With that thought in mind, I dialed my father’s number and put the phone next to my ear.

"Hello?" the voice came from the other side.

"Father," I said, but then I fell silent.

"Iris? Well, that is odd. Why are you calling me so early in the morning?" my father questioned. There was a little confusion in his voice, but I could not detect concern for me.

"Do you know what Mother is doing?" I asked him, my heart thumping in my chest.

"Getting cure for Wilson and bringing you back home?" he asked.

"And do you know how she is doing it?" I asked, my heart beating even harder.

"No. But I believe her."

Before he could go on about how she was the best mate and how she never made a mistake, I had to stop him.

"She took videos of me."

The minute I said that, I heard complete silence from the other side.

"The videos that no girl would want leaked. And she did it by force, with your right-hand man’s son, who was drunk and passed out. She forced me to pose with him, undressed, while holding a gun to your granddaughter’s head. That is what she is doing," I finished, closing my eyes. My lips parted as little hiccups escaped because I did not think my father would be of much help either.

"Has that woman gone crazy?" he yelled, and my eyes opened in shock.

That single response from him, hearing that he did not think it was okay, changed something inside me for a moment. It gave me courage. It gave me hope.