Mommy daddy is the lycan king

Chapter 21

“Mommy!” She heard Jashin’s voice call, and for a second, she thought it was in her dream, but the

voice came again: “Mommy!” She felt her bed dip the next second, and she knew she was no longer

alone in bed.

Her eyes opened, and they landed on Jashin and June on the bed with her.

It was her day off; the Lycan king had given it to her. And so even after waking up to take her bath and

have breakfast, she wanted to go back to sleep. So she did. She didn’t know if what she saw right now

was real or her dream.

“What?” She rubbed her face. She wasn’t dreaming. They were real.

“Mommy!” June called, and her son moved forward and pulled her hand away from her face. His

actions confirmed her reality.

“Wake up already, mommy!” Jashin told her, cackling.

Her sons were here, in the same room as her.

“Mommy!”

“June.” She said it with a smile, and the little boy holding onto his hand smiled and

nodded.

“Yes, it is me, mommy, and that is Jashin.” He explained.

“How did you find my house?”

If she remembered correctly, their mansion was a little away from her, not less. than a five-minute walk.

They had also never been here, so there was no way they could have rightly guessed where she lived

and barged in.

“Bella came this morning to bring us; she’s in the kitchen now making breakfast, and she told us where

to go.” Jashin told her.

Though it took a while for her brain to comprehend what he said with how fast he spoke, she did.

“They allowed you out of your mansion?” she asked the one question that has been unanswered in her

mind since all this started.

Jashin nodded his head, and so did June.

They then dragged her out to the kitchen, where they met Bella, confirming their

words earlier. They all joined in, helping to make lunch. She couldn’t call what they did helping because

the boys sat on the counter cheering them on as they cooked.

Lunch was ready and served, and when Bella tried to take her leave, Fiona didn’t excuse her. Instead,

she drew out a seat for her. “No, Sky, I am an omega; I could never,” she said, shaking her head. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“We are all omegas because we take orders and follow them, so please join us. This might be the last

time I’ll ask you to.” She added because she didn’t know when she would get another day off work.

Bella sat beside them and ate quietly. After eating, Fiona decided to take a tour of the backyard. She

didn’t know if her mansion had one, but having seen the Lycan king and the boys in the backyard, it

sparked her curiosity. Just as she anticipated, she found she also had a backyard resembling the one

the twins were in yesterday.

She remembered yesterday and the events that took place. Falling out with Vivian, finding her way

home alone, going to see her sons, and then meeting the Lycan king playing with them. The day was

one she wouldn’t have successfully guessed. It ended memorably-except for the appearance of Vivian.

She knew she saw Vivian last night, even though she took herself out as fast as possible before being

spotted. She knew the witch saw the Lycan king speaking to her in a kind and friendly tone and didn’t

look to like that very much. If it were up to Vivian, she would have been a doormat. It was so much

relief to know that many weren’t like her.

Jashin and June ran around in the backyard, chasing each other.

They seemed to have so much fun. As she watched them, she feared they might have even forgotten

about the human world where they came from-where they had lived all their lives. Yes, this was where

they belonged, but after what she went through, she knew better than to make the werewolf world their

real home.

They would never be accepted.

She would never raise her sons in a place where they were not wanted or seen as worthy. She would

die before she saw them pass through the bullying and maltreatment she went through growing up.

They were wanted by her, and that was the most important thing.

“Mommy, come play.” Jashin waved at her, and his eyes narrowed, not knowing what exactly they were

playing or how to join in.

“What are you playing?” she asked, her curiosity peaking.

“Warriors, but without the costume.” He answered and shoved June back. Caught off guard, the other

boy lost balance and fell to the ground, cracking his elbow wrongly.

Her eyes widened at what had just happened, and June cried out in pain and held his elbow. “June!”

Fiona came to him and took him into her arms. She placed her hand on her son’s dislocated elbow, and

she tried to calm his cries and also compose herself. Her head was still unstable from the shock that

came from seeing Jashin hurt him.

After a while of tender attention, June stopped crying, and she placed her hand on his elbow and

adjusted it. The adjustment made him cry out in pain once again, and she placed her hand on him. The

warmth in her hand moved on him, and the little bruise he sustained disappeared. She turned to

Jashin, who hadn’t come close to June, and instead stood shocked and remorseful at what he had

done.

She didn’t have to yell or get offended at him; he looked miserable at what he had done already. There

was no need to beat him up with her words anymore. “Are you going to say anything?” She raised her

brow at the quiet boy.

Yes, they were boys, and they played rough with each other, but this was the first time Jashin had hurt

June, and even he was surprised at how hurt his brother was.

“I am sorry.” He said, and a tear ran down his face.

Fiona stretched her hand out to him, and he slowly made his way towards her. He still felt remorseful,

and she wanted him to know that she still loved him despite not liking what he did. She pulled him

closer.

“I’m sorry, June.” He told his brother.

June shook his “It’s fine; I feel fine now. Momm fixed it.” He reached out and

wiped the tears off his brother’s face.

Jashin nodded and sniffed back the rest of his tears. Fiona felt so lucky to have these two angels as

her sons.

“Ms, Lawson,” she heard her name called, and she looked up to see that she wasn’t alone in the

garden with her sons as she thought she was.