21\u2013He Found Out Bodhi Is His Son\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeline:\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was going through a mixture of emotions. The last few hours had been odd. Not only had I heard my wolf speak up, but I had also briefly gone into transition mode before returning to my human form.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had even felt the mate bond with the man who had abandoned me in the past. It was a lot, way too much.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And then there was the fact that my wolf couldn\u2019t even transition properly. I began to wonder if I had a crippled wolf or something.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I was walking out of my room, I noticed Bodhi sitting on his bed. I instantly reached over and held his hand to walk him out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He still seemed half asleep, so I helped him all the way to the living room and sat him down in front of the fireplace. He was still shaking, his eyes distant and unfocused.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBodhi, look at me,\u201d I told him, gently touching his cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He slowly raised his head, and our eyes met.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d I asked, running my hand through his hair.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was such a sad feeling that I couldn\u2019t even tell him not to follow anyone, because, honestly, it wasn\u2019t his fault. It wasn\u2019t like he was aware of what he was doing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It seemed like he had been sleepwalking, and I could tell why. The sickness was making him do it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI just keep seeing this man in my dreams. He asks me to follow him, but he\u2019s so big and tall, and he\u2019s always so angry,\u201d Bodhi whispered, his voice breaking and filling me with pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs it the same man who came to the mansion the other day?\u201d I asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bodhi nodded slowly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why was he seeing Baxter in his dreams? Of course, it was because he was his father. Usually, in these dreams, the parents would lead their children into the woods or other strange places.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy do I keep seeing him?\u201d Bodhi asked, pouting. And why is he always so angry?\u201d he added.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I ran my hand through his hair again and gently cupped his face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s not angry with you, okay? So don\u2019t worry. You\u2019re not doing anything wrong,\u201d I tried to reassure him, though I knew no amount of comfort could help him in this kind of situation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m also feeling a little itching around my ankle,\u201d he mentioned, trying to bend down and show me where he felt uncomfortable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I noticed it was the pendant I had wrapped around his ankle.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, it\u2019s okay. You don\u2019t have to wear it when you\u2019re home alone,\u201d I told him, realizing it wasn\u2019t fair to make him wear it all the time. I knew how uncomfortable it could be.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cReally? Can I take it off now?\u201d he asked, looking up at me with those beautiful eyes glistening with tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course. Let me take it off for you,\u201d I replied, unwrapping the pendant from around his ankle. I noticed a few red rashes left underneath it. Guilt washed over me, even though I had only done this for his safety.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
21 He Found Out Bodhi is His Son\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNow, do you feel better?\u201d I asked, gently touching his cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI do,\u201d he murmured.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But suddenly, a cold wave of shock ran through me, like my soul had left my body. I slowly turned my head toward where my son was looking. He lifted his gaze and stared behind me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it?\u201d I asked, forcing a small smile, thinking he might be remembering something he needed to mention. But the way he kept staring made my stomach twist. It felt like there was someone behind me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Very slowly and carefully, I followed his gaze and turned around.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Behind me stood Baxter, holding my bracelet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou dropped this in my car,\u201d he said, looking lost.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My attention shifted back to my son almost instantly, and I grabbed the pendant, trying to wrap it around his ankle.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Baxter got there first. His hand clamped around my wrist, his body hunched forward; eyes locked on Bodhi.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLet go,\u201d I hissed at him, demanding that he step back so I could fasten the pendant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But it was already too late. His reaction said it all. He had figured it out, the reason I\u2019d been so protective, the thing I\u2019d tried to hide from him for so long.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter kept staring at Bodhi, then reached toward him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Bodhi shook his head and tried to lean back, sinking into the seat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re scaring him,\u201d I snapped, trying to pull him away from my son.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He ignored me and placed his hand on top of Bodhi\u2019s head. I froze. I knew exactly what he was doing. He was sensing the connection.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And the second he gasped, I knew it was over for me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stumbled back and threw my bracelet onto the couch. That was his way of showing his anger at the revelation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I jumped to my feet and turned to face him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNot in front of him,\u201d I said, my voice barely steady, almost pleading.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t expect him to listen, but strangely, he did. Still, his clenched jaw and fists were a sight to fear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBodhi, go upstairs and lie down in your bed,\u201d I said, turning to my son. My voice cracked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bodhi nodded quickly, desperate to get out of Baxter\u2019s sight, and rushed upstairs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as he was gone, Baxter grabbed my arm and spun me around, forcing me to face him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs he my son?\u201d he demanded, shaking me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me! Is he my son?\u201d he yelled, gripping both my arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His grip on me tightened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I finally grabbed his shirt and screamed back at him, \u201cYes, he is! Yes, Bodhi is your son!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
21\u2013Ha Found Out Bodhi is His Son\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
I yelled as loud as I could, finally letting the truth out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He suddenly released me and stepped back, gasping in shock, surprise, and disappointment all at once.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut how? Elgin said they were his children. He said he felt the connection with them,\u201d he asked, his tone sounding nothing like before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t look angry or upset that Bodhi was his child, just confused that If Bodhi was his son, then why had Elgin lied?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Elara is his daughter, but Bodhi is your son,\u201d I said through a clenched jaw and big tears left my eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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