Fated For Lycan's Luna

Chapter 38

Hearing Blake’s question, my body froze in bafflement.

It never crossed my mind that I would suddenly hear him ask about my wolf with a question like that.

It made me nervous, so much that I started to pick my fingers once again…

“B-Blake I… I did not mean to lie to you… I…” I shuddered, squeezing out words that could explain the

situation.

It was never my intention to hide the things about my wolf to Blake. But this was matter which had

covered my life in darkness since childhood… I simply could not help but avoid confronting this matter.

“Chloe… you do not have to blame yourself… I just wanted to know more about you so I asked…”

Blake walked over and touched my trembling shoulders.

He looked at me gently and the next moment, my trembling stopped. It was quite astounding to see

how his simple approach would have a magical effect on me.

It was as if all my worries were swept away with just a touch of his warm hand and the gentle look in

his eyes.

“Blake, it is as you said… My wolf is rather weak. I only managed to wake her up very occasionally.”

Summoning up my courage, I opened my mouth and confessed what was happening between me and

my wolf.

But the next moment, I saw a frown on Blake’s expression. My heart instantly dropped as I realized that

Blake must have not believed me what I said at the moment.

I know for a fact that surely, he saw how I rushed toward father that night of the attack. I could not

blame him, though, because I was just as surprised as him too.

And so I opened my mouth and tried to clear things out once again,

“I only managed to occasionally talk to her but most of the time she would not respond. I didn't even

have the chance to see what she looked like…”

A flicker of light flashed on Blake’s eyes as he heard my answer. He quickly asked, “Since when have

you started to talk to her?”

I thought for a while and remembered, “It was ever since I entered the Silver Pack…”

“Did you feel any discomfort since then? Any changes in your body whenever you talk with your wolf?”

Blake asked further, but this time the frown in his face had an obvious trace of worry.

Although I was deeply confused about his reaction, I still tried to remember everything and truthfully

answered, “Well… Every time I was able to communicate with her, I would feel a little weak for a

while… Other than that, I did not notice anything strange.”

Then, I slowly narrated to Blake the times when I was able to talk to Aurora. But as I explained, the

expression Blake had became deeper.

It was like he was thinking of something and was deliberately hiding that matter from me.

In the end, his reaction about the matter regarding my wolf had left me puzzled even as I went back to

the room.

‘What could Blake be thinking at this moment?’ I thought with a frown.

‘Is there something wrong with me and my wolf?’

‘Does Blake know something about the reason why I was not able to fully awaken Aurora?’ I shook my

head.

I could not help but wonder. But speaking of Aurora, I suddenly remembered that I was unable to talk to

her for a while now.

And so I closed my eyes and tried to trace her presence. “Aurora… are you there?”

“Aurora… Can you hear me? I have lots of things to talk to you about,” I murmured but there was no

answer. With a frown on my lips, I tried called her out several more times, but to no avail.

It seemed like my wolf has gone to sleep once again…

Realizing that, I felt a huge sense of sadness. Previously, I was excitedly planning to tell her about the

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“Hey… Aurora… my wolf…” I whispered one more time.

“Someday, when everything is well on your side, let’s talk a lot…”

“About how I felt inevitably free… How happy and relieved I felt when I left the Red Moon pack.”

“About how I came to accept everything and forgive what my father has done to me…”

“About how I managed to gain a lot of friends in here in the Silver pack…”

“And most importantly, about how I managed to find my new home…” My heart started throbbing inside

my chest.

“When you are ready, let’s talk until we get tired… and let’s talk about every little thing we encounter…”

I placed my hand on my heart as I uttered sincerely, “Until then, I will patiently wait for you to show

up… and tell you about all those things…”

After some time, my thoughts flowed about Blake’s expression earlier. Although he did not express it

openly, I knew that he was unhappy.

Remembering the countless times he had gone to my side to comfort me patiently, I looked at a

distance with a blank expression, thinking of something that would cheer him up.

But I never realized how hard it was to decide what to do for Blake. In the end, I tossed and turned the

entire night… and it was not until dawn was about to break when I decided to cook for him.

Making up my mind, I went to the kitchen and started to cook. Luckily I have asked Carrie beforehand

about the dishes Blake was particularly fond of.

Besides, I loved to cook… and so why not express my goodwill through that?

Fortunately, the kitchen on Blake’s place was filled with all kinds of ingredients and cooking equipment.

Carrie said that Blake particularly loved to eat sticky cinnamon buns in the morning with eggs benedict

on the side.

It was quite an uncanny combination, one too sweet and another a little too savory… but I thought it

would not hurt me to try it.

Never mind eggs benedict… but I have not tried making sticky cinnamon buns in my life… probably

because I usually spend limited time in the kitchen when cooking.

That was why I only ever cooked those that would not take me too long until the servants come and

kick me out when they use the kitchen…

But now that no one would find me a nuisance in the kitchen, I could freely try everything.

Prepping all the ingredients, I quickly made the dough by hand, carefully following the right proportion

of every ingredient.

While letting the dough rest, I started to prepare my cream cheese frosting and the sugar cinnamon.

After that I also prepared the ingredients for the eggs benedict.

After the dough was completely ready, I kneaded it once more and divided it into several pieces, rolled

it flat and coated them with butter and sugar cinnamon.

“Please… turn out to be good…” I prayed sincerely as I took the raw cinnamon buns into the preheated

oven.

“Now let’s do the eggs benedict…” Since everything was all ready, I only needed to poach the egg and

quickly heat the other ingredients in the frying pan before assembly.

Ding!

As I took the finishing touches on the eggs benedict and the brewed coffee, the sticky buns were also

ready.

Layering it with a good amount of frosting, I looked at the finished product a little helplessly.

It was not that good looking… but fortunately it tasted good.

Without wanting to delay Blake’s breakfast, I quickly took the tray filled with food and went up to his

study.

A smile bloomed on my face as I wondered how Blake would look when his favorite breakfast is

served.

But as I stood at his office door and was about to knock, I heard an anxious voice from the inside.

“Are you sure, Chloe did not realize it at all?” It was Arthur’s voice and he was presumably talking to

Blake at the moment.

Hearing my name, my body froze and wondered what they were talking about.

I did not hear Blake’s answer, but Arthur’s voice sounded again, “So that means, Chloe is not wolfless

but her wolf is just not waking up for a long time?”

My eyes widened in surprise when I finally realized that the two of them were actually talking about my

wolf.

In the room, Blake answered, “Things don’t seem to be that simple, Arthur…”

“You mean…” Arthur seemed to have realized something as he replied in shock.

“I suspect someone poisoned Chloe’s wolf!” Blake replied.