Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110 A Fragile Hope

Chapter 110 A Fragile Hope

Flynn’s POV

My mother, Ruby, sat propped up against the pillows.

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The frantic, broken woman who had wailed in the hallway was gone, replaced by someone I hadn’t seen since I was a small boy.

Her face

dened into a mask of terrifying clarity. Her eyes, usually clouded with depression, were now narrowed.

My fa

stood by the window, looking at me, and I saw my own unease mirrored in his gaze.

as, yet we were completely out of our minds in the face of my mother’s sudden, sharp focus.

nally asked, his voice cautious, as if he were approaching a wounded predator. “What are you thinking? Talk to us.”

look at him… she didn’t look at me… she just stared at the wall.

e came out firm, and determined.

s our daughter.”

elt the breath leave my lungs but Dad just stood there.

stepped forward, my heart hammering against my ribs. I wanted to believe her… God, I wanted to believe her but I was the one who had spent the last few hours digging through the medical report of Natalie Summers.

“Mom,” I started, my voice carefully delivered. “How can you be so sure? I’ve learned a little about Natalie from the Alpha. Natalie was caught in a horrific fire… She was burned over much of her body, Mom. Her face, her hands; everything was scarred. The Witch Doctor performed a total reconstructive surgery so her looks right now… they aren’t exactly the same as they were before the fire. They are the result of the doctor’s hand, not just nature.”

I took a breath, trying to be the voice of reason. “You can’t decide she’s my sister just because of a resemblance that might be a coincidence of the surgery. After all, Mom… she’s been gone for more than twenty years. We saw the body…. We held the funeral.”

Mom’s lips trembled as she whispered the next words. “What if the one who died wasn’t my daughter?”

The thought was so nonsensical, that it stunned both of us.

“Ruby, what are you saying?” Dad and I asked in unison, our voices overlapping.

“I mean it,” Mom insisted. She turned her head then, her eyes locking onto mine. “It’s my instinct, Flynn. Waylon, look into the hospital records. Look into the other mothers who gave birth at the same time as me. Find out who they were, where they went, and what happened to their children. I think our baby was switched.”

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Chapter 110 A Fragile Hope

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her… for us.”

A beautiful smile appeared on Mom’s lips. “As long as my daughter comes back, I won’t want to die. I’ve owed her a mother’s love for more than twenty years, Waylon. How could I abandon her again now that the Moon Goddess has brought her to my door?”

She turned her gaze to me, her expression softening into demand. “Flynn. When your sister comes home, don’t you dare fight with her for attention. I know I’ve failed you these last few years, being lost in my own dark… but your sister has had it so much worse. She’s been out there alone, in the fire.”

I felt a lump form in my throat, a mixture of jealousy and an overwhelming, protective surge for the woman I’d seen drawing by the bed.

“Mom,” I interrupted softly, reaching out to squeeze her shoulder. “If she really is my sister, she can have everything. I’ll spoil her until she forgets she ever had a bad day. Don’t worry about me.”

Tears welled in Mom’s eyes again, but for the first time in my memory, they weren’t the tears of a broken woman. They were tears of joy.

I shared a long, worried glance with my father. The stakes had just shifted. If the DNA results came back and Natalie turned out to be their child, our family would be reborn.

But if the test was negative… if this was just a hallucination of a dying mind… I didn’t know if Mom would survive the fall.

Later, after the nurses had come in to start her new round of IV fluids and Mom had finally drifted into a genuine, peaceful sleep, Dad and I stepped out into the corridor.

“Dad,” I murmured, leaning against the cold wall. “Whether or not Natalie is really family… we have to face the reality of the situation. The only way Mom is going to keep breathing is if that woman becomes my sister.”

Dad frowned, rubbing his tired eyes. “What do you mean, Flynn? We can’t just forge a bloodline.”

“I mean,” I said, my voice steady, “that if the test is positive, she’s the treasure of this family. But even if the test is negative… we can’t tell Mom. We can accept Natalie as a goddaughter… Baron said she’s an orphan, Dad. She’s been abused, burned, and left with nothing. Giving her a home, a name, and a family’s protection wouldn’t be a bad thing for her… and it would save Mom’s life.”

Dad was silent for a long moment but finally, he gave a sharp, decisive nod.

“Alright. We’ll wait for the results from the lab first, but if it comes to that… if the truth is too much for your mother to bear… we’ll do it your way. We’ll make her a Stone, one way or another.”