Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake) novel Chapter 133

Blake's POV

Five years have gone by, and a lot has changed. Some of the changes were painful, and I wish they hadn't happened. But there were also good things that made life easier.

I looked at a young boy who was holding onto my legs. He was just two years old, with dark wavy hair and big bright eyes, looking a lot like me. He seemed to be my son, even though I might appear stern at times, a smile couldn't help but creep onto my face.

"What are you doing here, Arlan?" I asked the little boy, who was smiling and giggling.

"I came to play!" he said, wanting me to lift him up. I couldn't resist and carried him in my arms.

"It's still morning, why do you want to play already?" I teased him, and he pouted in response.

"Oh? Don't tell me you ran away from your mother?" I continued to tease him. The little boy's pout turned deeper as he looked at me with puppy eyes. My heart almost melted, but I ignored it and told him with a strict voice, "So you did." "Why don't you go back to your mother? You can visit me again after dinner, I will walk with you outside," I told him.

The little boy's teary eyes immediately sparkled as he shouted, "Okway!!" "It's a pwomise!" He added before gettig on his feet. Then, without looking around, his little short legs ran out of the office, leaving me and the stone-like Arthur inside. "Arlan…..!!!!" Arthur's strict facade changed and a helpless expression appeared on his face.

Unfortunately, despite calling at the boy loudly, Arlan simply ignored Arthur. Soon, Arthur sat back on the sofa, looking defeated. I raised a brow at him.

Although his attitude towards me changed into a subservient one, whenever Arlan was involved, Arthur always reverted back to how he usually was. However, it was only for a fleeting moment.

As he felt my eyes on him, Arthur immediately straightened his back before telling me, "Ah, I apologize. Where was I?" He massaged his forehead.

"I was telling you how Chloe must have cut me off her life, as if she doesn’t want me to know that she was still alive," I told him impassively.

"You were feeling awkward, then Arlan arrived and ruined the moment," I simply added. Arthur flinched, a guilty feeling appearing on his face. Then, he sighed, "I… wasn't doing that…" He said before clearing his throat. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally asked, "Then, should we continue looking for her?"

I lowered my eyes upon hearing his question. In fact, Arthur's question shot me straight to the heart. After all, one of the reasons why the pack was looking for Chloe was to ensure that she was safe. But now I revealed that I knew she was alive and well.

Should we still continue looking for someone who doesn't want to be found?

Should I still look for someone who clearly cut me off her life? I sat on the chair, a deadpan expression on my face. No one could ever understand the turbulent emotions I have inside. It was only after a few seconds when I answered Arthur's question. "Yes, continue looking for her." My order was clear. But if I would be asked what was my reason why, I wouldn’t be able to say anything except for one reason...

Despite everything that happened, I still... couldn’t let Chloe go.