Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake) novel Chapter 114

Chloe's POV

The morning sky emerged in a breathtaking shade of blue, exuding an aura of serenity and calmness. Birds were chirping around the garden, making its peaceful demeanor stand in stark contrast to the scenes of strife and chaos that enveloped the darkness of the preceding night.

A few feet away from us, Arthur emerged, catching Carrie off guard and causing her to choke on her food.

Blake and I exchanged amused glances as we witnessed the unexpected scene. Arthur's face displayed a mix of concern and helplessness as he addressed Carrie, his worry evident in his voice.

"Carrie… Are you okay?" Arthur asked with a worried look.

However, before he could approach her, Carrie swiftly moved and sought refuge behind me.

"Okay… I'm okay…" Carrie answered with a bright blush. With a reddened face, she assured everyone that she was fine, albeit with a hint of embarrassment.

The once lively Carrie had transformed into a timid individual, while Arthur appeared at a loss for what to do. Observing their interactions, I couldn't contain my amusement any longer and burst into laughter.

Beside me, Blake cast a tender glance in my direction, while Carrie shot me an intense glare. Interrupting our moment, Arthur unexpectedly interjected, "Can I join you?" Blake, who had been fully engaged with me, abruptly shifted his attention towards Arthur, his eyes narrowing with annoyance.

The peculiar sight of the three of them, each displaying contrasting expressions, struck me as immensely amusing, causing my laughter to intensify.

A soft sigh escaped Blake's lips, drawing my attention as his gentle gaze settled upon me. In that moment, a sense of tranquility washed over me, offering me a feeling of peace from the chaos that I have been recently experiencing.

Yet, beneath the surface of this peaceful interlude, an inexplicable unease lingered, tugging at the corners of my consciousness.

I turned my gaze towards the serene garden, its vibrant colors dancing in the sunlight, and found myself transported back to a vivid dream that had haunted my thoughts.

In that dream, I witnessed a child, bearing an uncanny resemblance to a younger version of Blake, frolicking joyfully among the blossoming flowers.

Desperate to join him, I pursued his fleeting figure, calling out his name with increasing desperation, but my efforts proved futile as he remained just beyond my reach.

No matter what I did, the child did not turn to me. No, it seemed that the child did.not even hear me.

Gazing down at my petite belly, a thought ignited within me, 'Could the child I had glimpsed in my dream truly be you?' The notion filled me with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty.

Then, in a sudden twist of fate, a gentle fluttering sensation emanated from within my abdomen, startling me. My eyes widened in astonishment; it was the first time I had ever felt the tiny life within me stir. Yet, an array of conflicting emotions flooded my heart. Wasn't it still too early for such movements?