Mommy daddy is the lycan king

Chapter 71

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Fiona’s eyes opened, and she turned to her side to see Julian fast asleep. She spent the first few

moments staring at his face. She didn’t do this to see if there was something wrong with him physically Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

because there was nothing to find.

He looked the same as always. He also felt, talked, and laughed the same way. Hell, he even made

love to her the same way he always had.

A little better each time.

Their mate bond was still as strong as ever, and her senses didn’t pick up any change within him,

either. Yet she knew there was something wrong. A lot of things differed from how they used to be; it

was a subtle change, but it was there, and it caused her heart to ache.

Her heart ached not just for herself, but for the entire werewolf world.

Perhaps she was overthinking it.

Was she?

First, he spent more time in Bayland than he told her he would. Then Kenneth acted strangely the day

he came back.

After his return, he displayed much change, despite it being subtle. He spoke to himself. He wasn’t the

same with her sons. He forgot to pick them up and then claimed they were too big for him to lift. Their

parent-teacher meeting was this past Friday, and he called her at the last minute and told her he

wouldn’t make it. He apologised when he came home, but it was another thing she didn’t understand.

Something was wrong with him, and that meant that the entire werewolf world was in danger.

“You know, when you stare at me this way, I feel like I have been a bad boy.” Julian’s sleepy, h oa rse

voice said it, and it sent shivers down her spine.

“Well, have you been a bad boy?” She played along with him, tucking her hands under her head but

not breaking her gaze from him.

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His lips paused for a while as he gave himself a quick thought. “I don’t think I have been. I listen to you,

I apologise when I am wrong, and I fall short on my responsibilities. The S** is still good, but I don’t

know; I might be wrong.”

Well, he was right about that.

She got on top of him and said, “You have been a good boy, and good boys get

rewarded.” She ran her hand over his hairy chest and then trailed his shoulders and up his neck.

“Oh, I love the sound of reward.” He said, and his hand came to take hold of her waist.

She smiled at him as he penetrated and began thrusting into her slowly.

She placed her hand on his head, and her lashes fluttered. She tried to see if there was something

wrong with him. Something she could figure out.

Their bond would show her the truth if she focused, and if something was wrong, she could heal it. For

this to work, she had to concentrate, and he had to stay still, but she doubted he would want to do that.

She couldn’t do this while he slept because it wouldn’t yield the same result, nor could she tell him the

truth, so this was the best time.

There was nothing wrong with him on the surface, and that meant she had to go further. She didn’t

know how long she could keep her hands on him before he noticed what she was up to and stopped

her.

Darkness invaded her senses, and she thought she saw the face of a pretty blonde lady before his

hand took hold of hers and broke her concentration. Her eyes snapped open to see him.

“Turn around.” He said, but he didn’t wait for her to move because he flipped her so that she was on

her hands and knees.

He knew what she was doing, and this was his way of interrupting that.

She couldn’t stay concentrated on what they were having because the only thing on her mind was

figuring out what happened to the man beside her.

When Julian got ready for work, Fiona didn’t.

“Are you not going to the citadel today?” he asked as he wore his black trousers.

“No. I will stay home today. I do not feel too well.” She replied.

It wasn’t a complete lie; she didn’t feel well emotionally, and she didn’t want to go to the citadel and

zone out like she did last week.

“Do you need me to stay home with you?” he asked, coming over to the bedside where

she was.

She shook her head and smiled. “I wouldn’t want that. We do not have that luxury.”

He k*ssed her lips and said, “You are my Luna; I can afford the luxury.”

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Her hand came up to stroke his face. “I do not want you to. I will be fine. All I need is

rest.”

Three hours after his departure, she summoned the movers. These, however, were different from the

ones that went to Bayland with Julian a month ago because she wanted secrecy.

She needed to go to Bayland if she wanted to find out what happened to Julian.

The movers arrived, and together they departed for Bayland. They arrived at the far cast, which was

Bayland, and to Fiona’s surprise, the entire community was in ruin.

Bayland wasn’t as prosperous as the other communities, but it wasn’t as ruined as it is now. The

houses were burned down, and the ones that were not burned down were abandoned. The fields were

dry, with barely anything growing. There was no trace of life there and the sun and earth were harsher

than she last remember.

Everything here reeked of death.

Julian told her he had restored the peace, but this didn’t look like a restoration. If the community was

now in ruin, it meant he had lied to her.

What did he do here? What did Kenneth do here?

Why did they stay longer than they were supposed to?

What were they hiding?

She returned home with more questions than she thought she would have.

She couldn’t leave her room or speak to anyone, and when it was time to pick the boys up from school,

she asked Ophelia to bring them home. The older woman obeyed without asking questions, and even

when her sons returned, she couldn’t go to meet them.

Julian arrived home, and she stood at the window, watching him drop from the car. She watched him

enter, and a few minutes later, he opened the door of the bedroom and stepped inside. The door

closed, and Fiona didn’t turn around to see Julian. She knew her eyes would tell tales of the horror they

had seen today.

“Welcome home.” She found her voice to speak after he tossed his suitcase onto the bed and stepped

towards her.

“Thank you. How do unwell this morning.

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feel now?” He asked, and she remembered telling him she was

“I feel much better, thanks.”

He came close to her and k*ssed her hair while his hand went around her waist. “You are welcome,

and you do not have to ask me; work was stressful as always.” He released his hold on her and

stepped away to sit on the bed.

Now she wondered if the stress came from the guilt of what he did in Bayland. Or the lies he had told

her in the past month.

“I can imagine.” She said, turned around to face him, and saw him taking off his shoes.

His head lifted, and he saw her eyes, and worry took hold of his entire being. “What is wrong?” he

asked.

Was this an act? It looked genuine, but she couldn’t trust it; she couldn’t trust anything. with him.

She didn’t answer his question; instead, she asked, “What happened in Bayland?”

His eyes narrowed at her, and she knew he was going to play the clueless game with her. “I do not

understand.”

“Okay, let me rephrase: What did you do in Bayland because what I saw didn’t look like restoring the

peace? It was the annihilation of an entire community.”

“What you saw?” He repeated and rose to his feet. “You went to Bayland?”

She stepped towards him and said, “I had to; you have become completely different since your return,

and you lied to me. You told me everything was fine in Bayland, but what I saw told me nothing was

fine, and nothing will ever be fine there. The lives destroyed can never be gotten back. How did that

happen, Julian?”

His hand balled into a fist. “You do not know what you talk about.” He shut her down and turned away

from her.

“What is wrong? What happened in Bayland? Who is a blonde woman in your mind? You can tell me, I

will understand and we will figure it out together. Like always, I promise.”

“Enough!” he snapped, and his voice shook the entire room, making her jump in her stand.

It was clear he had lost it with her unending question. “The only thing wrong with me is you! You and

went behind my back; you undermine my authority and question me in my house!” he growled at her,

and she felt a shiver, and this was a terrifying sight for her.

How she was able to speak after that came as a surprise to her: “I am your Luna; it is my place to have

your best interests at heart. I have to ask questions when things are out of

place.”

His cold gaze lifted, and they locked on hers. “I need you to leave this room and don’t come back.” He

pointed to the door.

Her heart clenched in pain, and she covered her mouth in shock. “Julian…”

“Do not make me repeat myself!”