Alpha's Lost Luna Returns With His Twins-Chapter 48-He Loves His Children, But Not His Mate

Iris:

My mother and I walked over to them together.

I sat down awkwardly while my mother took the couch beside them, holding herself proudly.

"Your brother is sick, but don’t worry. Your father is here now. Everything will be fine," Kash said, gently tucking a strand of Amy’s hair behind her ear.

I remembered a brief moment from when we were living in the woods. My children always asked about their father. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

My grandfather rarely acknowledged them.

He always said it was for safety, but now I realized it wasn’t that.

They were preparing my children for days like this.

When they would be left alone with Kash and wouldn’t be able to reveal anything, simply because they didn’t know much.

"What if Daddy can’t help?" Amy asked, pouting.

Even I couldn’t resist my daughter’s little gestures.

I could only imagine how Kash felt. He kept staring at her face, smiling softly.

"When Daddy tries to fix something, he gets it done. Don’t worry," Kash replied proudly.

"I wish that were true, but some illnesses aren’t what we expect them to be," my mother interrupted, as usual, trying to sound cautious while only making things more confusing.

"I’m just saying," she continued once she noticed Kash looking her way, "some sicknesses don’t go away that easily, Alpha King Kash."

"How long has he been like this?" Kash asked, repeating the same question he had once asked me.

My mother had taught me what to say whenever Colin’s illness was mentioned, so her answer matched mine perfectly.

"Well, he never had a seizure like that, but he’s been sick before," she answered.

I noticed Kash’s fist tighten, and I braced myself for him to snap at me, for taking the children away from him, for not giving them the care he thought they needed.

But he didn’t say a word, and I was thankful.

If he had, I might’ve kicked him out right then. That was how angry I was.

"No, that’s not true," Amy suddenly spoke up.

We had forgotten that no matter how many times you teach a child something, the truth always slips out.

Kash looked at her while my mother’s anxiety spiked.

She straightened her back from the couch and began nervously fidgeting with her fingers.

"What do you mean?" Kash asked her.

"Colin was never sick. He was always fine. It’s just that now he suddenly got sick," Amy explained, making Kash glance at me and then at my mother.

"She doesn’t know. She’s a child. She was sheltered from seeing her brother in pain," my mother quickly defended, trying to control the situation.

But that was the thing with me, I couldn’t come up with lies on the spot.

That’s why my mother always took over.

"No, I was always there with my brother," Amy argued, clearly unaware of my mother’s rules.

She was now responding to every word, practically challenging her.

"Amy, you don’t know, my child. You’re just a baby, and you’re not supposed to interrupt. Giving a patient’s history is important," my mother scolded, her tone harsh.

I frowned.

"That’s enough, Amy. I think your father understands you’re a child and sometimes you’ll miss things. But that doesn’t mean anyone gets to silence you, alright?" I snapped, glaring at my mother.

"Okay, whatever this is, keep my children out of it," Kash said sharply.

He had already sensed the tension between me and my mother.

Of course he did, he’d found out that she went behind my back, sent pictures, and even though she claimed she did it to hurt him for hurting me, she had ruined my character in the process.

"Amy, why don’t you go play with your toys now? Or maybe you can start getting ready for bed," my mother suggested sharply.

"There’s no need. She’ll go when she wants to," Kash interjected firmly.

My mother’s expression faltered for a moment, the fear plain on her face.

She had wanted me to see that Kash cared, but now she could also see that he would defend his children if anyone tried to hurt them.

"No, I was only saying that because I wanted to talk about Colin," my mother explained quickly.

The moment she mentioned our sick child, I noticed Kash’s posture soften.

"Amy, why don’t you play with the new toys I got you the other day, huh?" Kash coaxed gently, pinching her cheek.

Amy smiled, then jumped off his lap and dashed past him.

She stopped near me, wrapped her arms around my legs, and rested her cheek against my thigh before running off.

And then it was just the three of us, two liars and one person completely in the dark.

"I’ll get an appointment with the best doctor in the world. Colin will be fine in no time," Kash assured me, turning toward me instead of responding to my mother.

"That won’t help," my mother snapped, making him look back at her in disbelief.

Each time she dismissed medical help, I could see frustration building in him.

"All I’m saying is that this is hereditary," my mother muttered, the word making the hairs on my neck stand on end.

looked down at my fingers, trying to steady myself.

"Iris had a brother, and he went through the same sickness. We don’t know where it came from, but every male in my family seems to have suffered from it," she continued, her voice trembling.

Tears filled her eyes, and for once, I wasn’t sure if they were fake.

Maybe they were for my brother, the one she truly loved, even if she’d never cared much for me.

"My mother said she took my brother to every kind of hospital back then, but no one could help," I added quickly, hoping to end that part of the conversation.

It wasn’t that I didn’t care about my brother, I just couldn’t understand why my son had to suffer for it.

"I heard the blue river has healing properties," I said, sliding the question in carefully, "how true is that?" I continued awkwardly, watching my mother get all excited to finally have a conversation about the blue river.