Alpha's Lost Luna Returns With His Twins

Kash:

It was a bitter turn of events. It left me in shock.

Just when I was ready to move forward with my life with Iris and spare her any more stress, Lara returned with news that shook the ground beneath my feet.

That night already weighed on me, but I did not expect it to come back and hit me again. It was devastating, and I was forced to admit that actions have consequences.

I should not have been in that room with her. I definitely should not have drunk that much, even though I do not remember drinking that heavily. Somehow, I ended up intoxicated.

"So, what are you going to do now?" Iris pulled me out of my thoughts. She had asked to speak with me, and she said a lot.

I disagreed with her. That was the bottom line.

I studied her face, then headed straight to Lara’s room because I had to make my own decision.

I knocked on the door even though it was wide open.

My mother sat beside Lara, trying to comfort her. Lara was crying because of my reaction to the news.

The moment she saw me, she turned her face away in silent protest. My mother smiled at me when I stepped inside.

"Come in," my mother said, lifting her hand to gesture toward the bed.

I walked over and sat down, adjusting my coat.

"So you’re here to ask me to leave, huh? Is that what she decided for me?" Lara asked, her voice breaking as she spoke.

My mother’s eyes widened when she heard Lara mention leaving.

"I have made a decision," I began.

My mother placed her hand over mine at once, urging me to choose wisely. To her, the wise choice was obvious.

"You can stay here. This is your home too."

The moment I said it, my mother clasped my hand in both of hers and shook it happily. Lara’s eyes filled with tears, tears of relief.

"This is your home too. I don’t want my child to be born somewhere else," I added.

Lara sniffled before straightening her posture again.

"But I want respect. I don’t want you to make me feel like I don’t belong here, like I’m only here because of the child," she protested, expecting reassurance that was not true.

"You can’t expect that from me, Lara. You know the only reason I’m giving you a second chance is because you’re pregnant with my baby."

The moment I said it, her smile faded for a second before returning.

"So you’re giving me a chance," she replied, her lips pouting and quivering.

"See? I told you my son would never step away from his responsibilities," my mother declared.

I watched her in silence, wondering how naive she was. She was completely wrapped around Lara’s finger.

"Take care of your health. I don’t want any bitterness in this house between you and Iris. She is my mate, my first mate, and the mother of my children. I expect love and consideration from both of you toward my wife and my children."

The moment I mentioned Iris, it was easy to tarnish Lara’s expression. She gave me a faint nod.

My mother pouted and folded her arms across her chest. I watched her carefully.

She had no idea that I knew the truth. A few hours earlier, Walkin had told me everything.

I still could not erase those images from my mind.

"What happened?" my mother asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about how I’ll manage everything," I replied quietly, lying under my breath.

Everything was manageable.

"Are you worried Iris will be angry that you’re keeping Lara here?" my mother pressed, mentioning Iris again.

It was obvious she disliked her. I do not know how I failed to see it before.

"Well, Mother, it’s strange. You used to love her, and now you don’t even want to hear her name," I remarked with a light laugh. It was a taunt.

My mother fell silent, then shrugged.

"She ran away from my son. Of course my feelings changed," she answered, straightening her posture and turning her face away.

"I was at fault. What do you have to say about that?" I challenged.

I noticed Lara shifting uncomfortably in her seat. I was confronting my mother in front of her, admitting my own mistake in marrying Lara.

"Enough. I don’t want to argue. I want to do everything I couldn’t do before for your children," my mother insisted, clapping her hands lightly.

Lara smiled along with her.

"Fine. Just remember, my children must not suffer," I reminded her.

My mother looked offended.

"You know I love your children, Kash," she shot back.

She did not sound insincere. At least she did not hate them.

"I’ll be outside. I have some work to handle," I muttered, excusing myself because I could not stay any longer.

It was already difficult enough to let them remain here. The breakfast I had planned with my mate and my children was ruined.

Once I stepped out, I headed to the garden where Iris sat with the children at the table, waiting for me.

I heard Zoe had taken her food and gone to her room.

"Come on, kids. Keep eating," I encouraged them, letting them know everything was fine.

They resumed their meal while I sat beside Iris.

"So, did you ask her to stay?" Iris asked softly.

"I did," I replied.

"Why did you tell me to let her stay? Why did you make me agree to it?" I asked, confused.

It had not been my decision. It was Iris’s, and I trusted her judgment.

"It’s true. Lara is pretending to care about my mother, but she’s been texting her father and planning how to throw my mother out once I throw you out. She even planned to send my sister away and have her stay with my mother, far from us," I explained, recalling the messages Walkin had shown me earlier.

"Well, then it’s time your mother sees for herself how cruel and unstable Lara is," Iris replied, smiling calmly at me.

She had figured it out.

I realized she believed my mother needed to live with Lara long enough to see her true nature. Only then would she understand.

I was against the idea, but I agreed because Iris wanted it.