The Rejected Luna Queen novel Chapter 168

Aurora's POV

"Hey, mom, catch this," my son said, throwing a little ball up into the air in my direction.

He must have thought that he had achieved a very great feat, but the ball only fell a few feet away from him and nowhere near where I was.

"I won, mom. You couldn't catch it," he boasted, causing everyone around to laugh out loud.

"Yes, you did, honey," I said to him, spreading my arms for him to run into them and he did just that. "Oh, my sweet boy!"

The maids all covered their mouths as they laughed at him, right there in the garden where we were. They probably didn't want me to think that they were mocking him but I didn't think so anyway. It was funny to me too.

After the meeting which was held earlier at the banquet hall, everyone went back to their respective homes feeling very excited due to what they heard from the lips of Alpha Bane but it wasn't just that. They were also happy to have been well taken care of.

As much as Alpha Bane had designated a new date for the ceremony proper, he decided that no one should go back home without having some good food to eat and he ensured that there was provision made for it.

The wolves were more than joyous, as expected. Wherever there was food and wine, there was hardly any gloom around wolves. We enjoyed the life of merriment. It was like every wolf, except a few like me, were born for it.

As everyone left the place, the noise died down and everything returned to normal. Alpha Bane went on a walk with his father and not willing to be left out, I took my son to the garden, alongside some maids to play with him.

It was a perfect opportunity to strengthen my bond with him as I still hoped that someday, he was going to be more fond of me than he was of his father. I knew that there was a big chance that I was going to fail in my plan but I still had to try.

As we kept on playing, I got a bit tired and asked him to try to catch the maids. My heart swelled each time he came back to tell me that he had caught one of them. "Mother, I got her," he'd always say, each time he got to me.

If only he knew that they always let him get them so he wouldn't get exhausted and cry due to his failure to fulfil the task that was given to him. Soon, he was going to grow and then, he'd know that the maids only let him win so he'd be happy.

As we played on, I noticed that he became a bit distracted, seemingly stopping at intervals to point to a location but when I looked, there was nobody there.

I began to wonder if he was seeing things. I didn't want to believe that he was. Yet, all that went on led to me almost drawing that conclusion.

"It's him. Look at him, mom," he said to me, as I tried to see who he was talking about but I couldn't.

This time, the maids also tried to do the same but when they couldn't see anyone, they turned to themselves in surprise.

"Papa!" He yelled, waving at someone and although I couldn't see him, I was sure that my son was alright.