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Chapter 641: A different kind of worry.

Alanis

Four years later.

"Papa,’’ Colm runs over to . his eyes are blotched and red. My mommy instincts kick in imdiately. I don’t know what happened but I am ready to murder soone.

Colm and Colin are six already. I can’t believe it has been six years already.

I see the blood on his shirt and I start to worry even though I know that he will heal. They are still young and growing, so healing isn’t as fast as it is with . it is different with them and I have co to learn that. I already know that whatever it is that happened must have been serious.

Colm rarely cries.

If this was colin, I wouldn’t be too worried because he is an emotional soul and that is the only way he can express himself.

"What happened,’’ I go down to his level as he shows

the bruise on his elbow. At first, this confuses

because I didn’t get a call from their school so I don’t know how they let this slide "Who did this to you?’’ I add because my heart already feels too heavy at this mont.

It is just a bruise that will heal in a couple of hours. I shouldn’t be this upset right now and I don’t even need to show him how I feel.

"I can’t say,’’ he starts to wipe his tears from his face as Colin walks into the room with both their bags. Rex walks in behind him and I grab Colm off the floor.

"What happened?’’ I ask him because he needs to explain to

what this is.

"He wouldn’t tell

and when I tried to talk to his teacher, he begged

not to,’’ Rex answers walking over to .

I furrow my brows in confusion "He is bleeding, you don’t listen to him when he is bleeding.’’

"He kept screaming and begging

not to do anything. what did you expect

to do?" he shrugs nonchalantly.

This is my son.

My child is bleeding and all he can do is fucking shrug at . I get that he helped

pick him up but this is insane "Papa, please don’t do anything. it will only make things worse."

"You have to tell Papa who did this to you. Soone hurt you and I need to know.’’ I tell him calmly. I don’t want to scare him and most days, they have to remind

that they are not babies anymore. I get that but they will always be my babies.

"It will heal. See it looks like it is already fading,’’ he tries to smile but his eyes are so red that all I can see are the tears he has been shedding.

"You have to tell

Colm, you know I hate it when you keep things from ,’’ I try to keep a stern expression on my face but all I can muster up is worry.

It seems like soone hurt him and he is too scared to tell

who it is.

I need to know so that I can make things better.

He looks away from

and I can tell I am not going to get anything from him. Colm is stubborn. I see Beau in him.

He is so much like my husband that it is uncanny.

"Go on into your room, I will be there in a second,’’ I tell him, slowly dropping him back to his feet. He sniffs out as he walks in the direction of their room and I turn to Colin "Hi baby,’’ I walk over to him as Rex takes a step back.

"Gotta go,’’ he waves as he walks out of the house. I don’t say anything to him because I want to get to the bottom of this.

I don’t know what happened but I need to know.

"Hi dad,’’ he manages softly.

"Do you want to tell

what happened in school today?’’ I question.

Colin is smart.

He is so smart that sotis, it scares . what he lacks in social skills, he gains in his brain. Most days, I can’t even talk him into doing what I want. I don’t know if he will give in today.

"Colm fought during recess,’’ he shrugs, easily giving

the information, I wanted.

I don’t know why he is telling

but he doesn’t seem to care.

"Why?’’

He shrugs again.

"Can I go freshen up? I am hungry,’’ he goes straight to the point. He doesn’t beat around the bush. He doesn’t have the ti to dilly dally. Beau is at a eting with the neighboring packs. He wouldn’t be back until the weekend.

"Yeah, go on to your room. I will make sothing for you both to eat in a second." I tell him and he doesn’t even look at

as he walks in the direction of the room.

I go into the kitchen and I whip up a quick sandwich for them and a glass of blood. They need the blood more than they need tuna and bread but at the sa ti, I want to give them the chance to enjoy food. They still have the hunger for food. They still enjoy it., so I don’t want to take that experience from them.

My phone rings and I answer it imdiately.

It is Beau and his face pops up to the screen "Hey, the kids back from school yet?" he asks.

He was always going to call to see them after they ca back. he always calls at this exact ti.

For them.

"Yeah, they are in their room.’’

"What is wrong?’’ he deters and I guess my face gave it away. I don’t want to tell him because I am worried that this will cut his trip short and he can’t leave the bi-annual etings.

This week’s eting is being held in the green spring community.

He has to be there.

"Nothing’s wrong," I lie.

He scoffs "You know I can tell that sothing is wrong. So, it’s between you just tell

before I drive ho to you right now,’’ he warns

and I know that is not an empty threat.

What I don’t know is if I should actually tell him about this.

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