The family

Lizandra

He continued to look at me suspiciously, but accepted that I continued.

"Yes, please, I'm curious and anxious, the acceptance of the Pack depends on this story," the Alpha explained.

"This story won't make years of rejection disappear. The Pack won't accept me that easily, don't fool yourself," I expressed my opinion, so they would know that I am prepared for what I am about to face.

"You're right, but it will help a lot," he argued.

"Can you please continue telling what you discovered? I'm not liking this story at all," Nestor asked, unable to contain his irritation.

"Alright."

"When I entered that room so full of books and papers, I became confused. I didn't know where to start researching until I saw the painting of a huge tree on the wall."

"Approaching it, I noticed that there were little balloons with names on the branches. That's when I realized what a family tree was and how the names of everyone in a family were arranged, with defined relationships and exact birth and death dates."

"From there, I searched for my last name, Cavelik, but found nothing. I kept searching and found Cavelier, Nestor Cavelier, the name of my mother's husband who rejected me as a daughter," I couldn't resist throwing that in his face. "I found a notebook that listed the books on the shelves by subject. I looked for family and within family, I looked for Cavelier. There it was!"

"Was it easy? No. It took me months to search, and with having to help my mom with sewing, time was scarce. But I found it!"

"You didn't do that, Nestor?" Derick asked.

"No, and I don't see how this could change the situation. Just look at her, to see that she could never be my daughter. Both me and her mother are dark-skinned. The Pack is all dark-skinned, we don't know of anyone with red hair born here. How could I have a daughter with this outrageous color," I heard from my own father, it was terrible and painful.

I won't cry, I won't cry, I won't cry.

He doesn't deserve my sadness or my love. I don't know how he'll feel knowing the truth, but I know it won't change my entire past, so I won't expect great feelings coming from him and I don't want to.

I'm going to live my life from now on, free. I won't hide anymore, nor let anyone step on me, and it's not because of mating with the Alpha, but because I deserve to be happy.

Derick

We've been listening to Lizandra talk about her research for some time now. Nestor has calmed down a bit and listened, curious but still doubtful, wanting to know where all of this is going.

I decided to take a break for lunch. After all, my mate is pregnant, I won't overwhelm her, especially because we're still on our honeymoon. We had breakfast during lunchtime, and now it's time for a snack and almost dinner.

Afonso, my butler, had already signaled that the table is set and everything is ready to be served.

"Let's take a break here for lunch. Nestor, you are our guest and I won't accept refusal. Come on, love, you need to eat well now," I held his hand and helped him up.

Nestor looked at us with a furrowed and questioning brow.

"Is Luna pregnant? Have you mated before? Or did she surrender to someone else, just like her mother?" he asked, rude.

"Don't you dare offend my mate, I know very well that she was pure. Unlike you, I recognize a female's virginity, and yes, she is pregnant, but it's still too early to confirm, so I ask that you keep the news to yourself. Let's have lunch before I lose my appetite," my patience was hanging by a thread.

We made our way to the dining room and I sat Lizandra on my lap. I chose what I wanted and Afonso put it on the plate. Lizandra smiled, seeming to love that care, or so it seemed, but Nestor's expression was priceless.

I fed my mate as I've always dreamed of doing, and I didn't pay attention to anything else. I learned her tastes and was amazed to find out that she doesn't like sweets much, only honey and fruits.

The nausea did not return, and I was glad she was well and could eat to her heart's content. She needed proper nourishment. Thomas warned me that it is not just one. He communicates mentally well with Rose and that is wonderful.

We finished lunch and only then did I pay attention to Nestor and how absorbed he was in his thoughts, seeing his plate barely touched. It didn't take away from his reasoning, that whole story was too confusing to understand, but it was necessary to clarify, so there would be no more unnecessary suffering. And surely, there would have to be a great deal of forgiveness from all parties involved.

Narrator:

Nestor's head was spinning, remembering the night of his mating with his companion, the mother of his supposed daughter. The fact that she became pregnant immediately and the child was born with red hair, brought, in his judgment, the certainty that this girl was not his daughter.

But now, there was the alpha, stating, with the conviction of Master Tirion, the oldest of the Pack, that yes, Lizandra is his daughter. He wondered: what did she find in the library papers? He would have to wait to find out because it would take too long to get the key and do all the research she did, and time was precisely what he did not have.

And now, there was this, her pregnancy. Just like her mother in her first mating. And if she really is his pup, that pup in her womb is his grandchild. He pursed his lips in a small smile.

It would be a solace for his old age. But perhaps he didn't have much right to it. Because if all this is real, how foolish he had been, throwing away his happiness and causing suffering to the one he loved the most and who was innocent, his pup.

There would be a lot to fix and ask for forgiveness.

But for now, the best thing for him was to wait and understand everything that is happening, so as not to rush. When Lizandra's mother becomes aware of this story, he will have serious problems, starting with the demand.

He still wasn't accepting all of that well, he had never known of a red wolf in his family, if there were any, it would surely have been mentioned in the elders' meeting when the birth of the red she-wolf was discussed. There would also have been other red ones, similar to Lizandra.

It was all very confusing.

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