CHAPTER 3

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“Lucas said you should come to Westwood as soon as possible so that both of you begin your search for the kids.” I stared at Selene’s text, indecisive of what to do. Lucas telling me to come back to Westwood wasn’t what I thought would happen. I thought he would probably be searching in Westwood while I covered the ground here in New York. Anything but go back to Westwood. While deliberating on what step I should take, a call from Selene came in. “Hello, did you get my text?” “Yes, I did.” “Why didn’t you say anything? I thought you wanted Lucas’ help.” “Well, I do need his help, but I didn’t know I would have to go back to Westwood.” “Why don’t you want to go back to Westwood Aurora?” “I don’t know, I just feel like it’s going to bring a lot of memories that I put behind me.” “So, you mean to tell me that you want to risk the safety of your children just because you’re scared of remembering what happened in the past? You better go board a bus right now, I’ll be waiting for you,” Selene said to me and hung up without waiting for me to say anything. That was how Selene was; less talk, more action. She was right, this was the third day since my children’s disappearance, and now that I’d gotten feedback from Lucas, I was not going to blow it. I packed my things, went to the station, and boarded a bus straight to Westwood. I felt uneasy about all of this but I’ll do anything to get my babies back. There it was, Westwood, my hometown. The journey wasn’t long, it took like two hours to get there. Selene had already been waiting for me according to her text. The problem now was to locate her because Westwood didn’t look the same as I had left it. “Oh my god,” I said to myself after what I just saw. There he was, Lucas, my first love and the one who rejected me as his mate. “Aurora? Is that you?” he asked me while walking closer to me. “Lucas, how are you? Long time no see” I replied, trying to sound as calm as possible even though my heart was beating so fast. I wasn’t expecting to see Lucas this soon. “Long time no see indeed; it’s been eight years, right?” “Yes Lucas, that’s how long it has been.” “Well, let’s get to why you’re here. Let’s go to my place” he said to me, offering to carry my things. It seems that Lucas was a more powerful Alpha in Westwood than I had thought. As we both walked together, numerous people kept on greeting him. No one really paid attention to me, right from when I was younger, they just knew me as an orphan who stayed in a dilapidated bungalow near the park. It was nice being back home, seeing the little children all grown up, the young fated mates back then now married. It was a beautiful scene. We got to Lucas’ house and it was beautiful. It was filled with different antiques and artwork. I found it hard to believe that Lucas picked out all these things because he was never an artsy person but it didn’t matter to me. This wasn’t why I came back to Westwood. I came to find my children with the help of Lucas, so there was no time for chi-chat. “So, Lucas, you told Selene to tell me to come to Westwood,” I said, breaking the silence. “Yes, she gave me your letter and told me how urgent it was, so I read it in front of her and I had so many questions but she said it was only right for you to tell me about it. That’s why I told her to tell you to come,” he replied. “Oh, so it’s not like he wanted to see me, he just had questions that needed answers,” I said to myself. I felt so stupid at that particular time. I genuinely thought he was interested in seeing me after all these years. Although I was pained, I didn’t let my love life drama disrupt my main reason for coming back to Westwood. When he started reading the letter I wrote to him again, he was taken by surprise and he couldn't imagine how I kept such important news from him. He asked why I didn't say anything to him about my pregnancy and why I kept it a secret. I said that it was due to the circumstances at the time. I said that I had expected him to come hunting for me when I had vanished from Westwood. He expressed regret for not seeking for me and told me that he believed I merely required space in the wake of what transpired in the park the previous evening. I showed him images of all three of the triplets when he asked whether I had any of the children's pictures with me. Looking at him, I could see Aaron’s face and he agreed when I told him. We began to laugh together just like in the good old days; it was at that moment that it dawned on me that I was still very much in love with Lucas. I started imagining us building a family after finding the kids. In comparison to eight years earlier, he appeared drastically different. I couldn't stop thinking about having my kids back and maybe even getting my first love back. The doorbell rang, interrupting my daydream. “Who could that be,” I asked myself, wondering if Lucas was expecting any visitors. To my greatest surprise, Lucas opened the door and a woman walked in. “Maybe she’s just a friend,” I said to myself while trying to figure out who she was. I was still trying to figure out who she was when she and Lucas began to kiss each other. The second time, Lucas broke my heart.
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